You don't like my music,
You say it is a noise.
You tell me to stop rocking
But this is my choice!

You don't like my looks,
Saying that I'm wrong.
My uniform is leather
And my hair is too long!

CHORUS:

Don't stop rocking!
Don't stop rocking!
I know I'll never stop rocking,
Rocking over the world!

This world just needs some rocking,
Making Earth go round.
Let's turn on amplifiers,
Bang your head for this sound!

CHORUS

And I'll do the rocking
Till my final breath.
Nothing's gonna stop me
Even lady called “Death”!

CHORUS

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