You got no place you can go You can't go out, you can't stay home You got a little bit of soul You got a little bit of soul And everyone who talks to you Is working toward some goal What can you do but rock, rock 'n' roll What can you do but rock, rock 'n' roll
You got a broken cell phone You got some money but you're all alone You're at the bottom of a hole You're at the bottom of a hole And the kind of sex you want Is the kind they'd like to make illegal What can you do but rock, rock 'n' roll What can you do but rock 'n' roll
You register to vote, they make it impossible What can you do but rock, rock 'n' roll What can you do but rock 'n' roll
And I told you the first time I've been having the worst time City's broken and cold City's broken and cold It's just a hole in the wall It's just a hole in the wall There's nowhere else to go
Fuck the money they stole Fuck the money they stole We get by on no bankroll We get by on no bankroll But when you're playing canary And they're selling the coal What can you do but rock, rock 'n' roll What can you do but rock, rock 'n' roll
Walking on the highway median Hidden from the truckers' eyes Bisexual blues got me begging to be recognized My heart is on fire, does anyone know? What can I do but rock, rock 'n' roll What can I do but rock 'n' rollTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
