Rock of ages, rock of ages Long live rock 'n' roll What do you want, what do you want? Still rollin', keep a-rollin' Still rollin', rock'n'rollin' We got the power, got the glory Just say you need it and if you need it

We could have had it all (you're gonna wish you never had met me) You had my heart inside of your hand (you're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) There's a fire starting in my heart

Can't live, can't live without you Stand up and shout We're ready to rock, we're ready to roll Stand up and shout Are you ready, are you ready Come on and get it One, two, one, two, three, four You stand in front of the band with all those scarves in

We don't, we don't, we don't Yeah yeah the punks are done Fuck those rock and rollers All the hip hop kids Think we give a shit, well I just take it over You love those rock and rollers I went out to take a walk with my baby daughter Brought her coat

It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last" We seemed to float right through the air Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere And now

Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store Corner store, 2 AM Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip Okay, 2 AM, I'm posted (I'm

She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell She’s a lipstick stain on a burned cigarette Like an old blues song stuck in my head Mississippi mud and I’m sinking in She’s my rock-n’-roll queen, sweet southern belle She’s got Mississippi Blood runnin’

I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy You show us everything you've got You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin' You keep on dancin' and the room gets hot You say you wanna go for a spin The

And we can roll up and roll out Let them think what they think, it's funny how They didn't get it then, so they won't now Yeah 'cause they don't know us They can't say what they say Don't give a thought Don't need them anyway When the cameras show up, we

Wait a while eternity Old Mother Nature's got nothin' on me Come to me, run to me, come to me now I'm rollin' my sweetheart I'm flowin' by God It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good We has turkey and pistols carved out of wood I dream of