It ain’t a needle in a vein
It ain’t backstage sex
It ain’t lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain’t havin’ a posse full of hangers on following you around
It ain’t long hair, tattoos, playin’ too loud
(No)
It ain’t a middle finger on a t-shirt
The establishments tryin’ to sell
It’s a guy with the balls who told the establishment
To go to hell
It ain’t about the money you make, when a record gets sold
It’s about doin’ it for nothin’, cause it lives in your soul
That’s damn rock and roll
That’s damn rock and roll
It’s a rock through a window
It’s a riot in the street
It’s a rebel revolution
It’s fightin’ for pieces
Burn baby burn
It’s a brick in the wall
It’s the first one to stand
And the last one to fall
It’s a hip shaking devil on the stage in Tupelo
It’s doing what ya want instead of doin’ what your told
It’s a preacher burning records, tellin’ folks they oughta pray
Cause the shepherd bought a Gibson, and led the flock astray
It ain’t backstage sex
It ain’t lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain’t havin’ a posse full of hangers on following you around
It ain’t long hair, tattoos, playin’ too loud
(No)
It ain’t a middle finger on a t-shirt
The establishments tryin’ to sell
It’s a guy with the balls who told the establishment
To go to hell
It ain’t about the money you make, when a record gets sold
It’s about doin’ it for nothin’, cause it lives in your soul
That’s damn rock and roll
That’s damn rock and roll
It’s a rock through a window
It’s a riot in the street
It’s a rebel revolution
It’s fightin’ for pieces
Burn baby burn
It’s a brick in the wall
It’s the first one to stand
And the last one to fall
It’s a hip shaking devil on the stage in Tupelo
It’s doing what ya want instead of doin’ what your told
It’s a preacher burning records, tellin’ folks they oughta pray
Cause the shepherd bought a Gibson, and led the flock astray
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