Thunder pounding my brains in
A six string rock & roll razor
Nobody´s going to save me
The whole world drives me crazy
I hate work, I hate school
I got a case of the rock´s dead blues
Friday night I will be raging
Midnight going to be wasted
Friday I am raising
Hell, I am going to be wasted
Time to party, raise a glass
Tell everybody to kiss my ass
Let me go- dead or rock, dead or rock
Dead or rock, dead or rock
If rock & roll dies
I will take my last breath
Rock & roll to death
Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock
Pass the bullets please, dead or rock
Find me a grave, help me dig it
If rock´s dead then bury me with it
Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock
Pass the bullets please, dead or rock
To death do us part to my last breath
Gimme rock or gimme death
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