Poundin' on the floor - poundin' poundin',
You ain't poundin' no more!
Rattle one, two, three, that's all you get
Cut you off like a tourniquet so come on!
We want your rock and roll,
We want to sell your soul!
It's rock's bittersweet love that makes me sweat
The drums pump pump pump inside my chest!
When you stomp your feet don't step on me
You ain't passin' through town so easily!
(enter the sheriff of ghost town):
My town!
Our town!
Your rattlesnake attitude is a no-go in ghost town
Whaaaaaaaa! This ghost town's burnin' for profit and gain
But we have a syringe full of rock to explode your brain!
Go back to the suburb from whence you came;
You can't control us with fortune and fame!
We won't take it anymore!
Raise your fist and stomp the floor!
It's so much more than rock and roll
So let your passion explode!
Strengths and weaknesses all in one,
Embrace humanity, life, and fun;
Embrace all the love that you feel!
This is our time to make it real!
We want your rock and roll!