"Hey, there, all you middle men. Throw away your fancy clothes. And while you're out there sitting on a fence, so get of your ass and come down here, cause Rock'N'Roll ain't no riddle man. To me it makes good, good sense."
[E]Heavy decibels are playing [A]on my guitar. We got
vi[E]brations coming up from the flo[A]or. Well, just
list[E]ning to the rock that's giving [A]too much noise. Are you
[E]deaf, you wanna hear some more [A]We're just
talk[E]ing about the fu[A]ture for[B]get about the past [E]It'll always
[A]be with us It's never gonna die, never gonna die.
I took a look inside your bedroom door
You looked so good lying on your bed.
Well, I asked you if wanted any rhythm and love
You said you wanna rock'n'roll instead.
We're just talking about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die.