All in The Name of Rock N' Roll Lyrics

Went downtown on the two forty-nine Play'n for recognition of the New York town See, me and my boys, got a rock 'n' roll band They were so damn good, gonna lift up the man
Well, we got ups, we got downs We got just so high 'til the sun goes down Got the ego, can be abused I got my two-toned shoes and I can sing the blues
Look out kids, it's the FBI We got a problem, you keep me high Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face And put your money where your mouth is or get out this place
New York town is a meanass town We got a thousand bands, singin' underground Way down in New Orleans, it's the same old thing Emotion'l music a merry old thing
Old King soul, he final'y gave us a jolt He played the vibes 'til nine and read from ten to four He played upside down, he played inside out Then a uniform band, he was thrown into jail
Look out kids, it's the FBI We got a problem, you keep me high Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face Put your money where your mouth is or get out this place
Gettin' hungry, I know little woman Can't get a smell 'cause my nose is blocked I'm so high, I can't believe it Hotel dogs are knockin' on my door
Two nights of singin' nearly out on the end Left the two parts red, oh, what a square! As soon as the man, there's no sweeter song Listen McCartney, we're the band on the run
Look out kids, it's the FBI We got a problem, you keep me high Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face And put your money where your mouth is or get out this place Oh yeah