Some smile Some roll their eyes Like it’s a lost dark heart that sees This world is black And we can’t get back So feeing good feels good to me
Well you can call it my constitution Call it the common need Call it a strange devotion man But if it gets ya what you need It’s just rock and roll to me
Get it on Get you what you want You got your best last chance to feel We're on a roll honey We got gold We got a whole damn world to steal
It’s like the drums of the revolution It's like the backseat scratch and scream The whiskey shot burn in the snake oil man But if it brings you to your knees It’s just rock and roll to me
Rock and roll, little mama I got what you need Rock and roll, motherfuckers Get down on your knees It’s like the drums of the revolution The backseat scratch and scream The whiskey shot burn in the snake oil man But if it gets ya what you need It’s just rock and roll
Rock And Roll, little mama Rock And Roll, little mama Rock And Roll Rock And Roll, motherfuckers Come on, come on, Come on, come on Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
