Hey, what's that sound?
Tell me, I'm a track, gotta look around.
Hey, what's that name?
Prone to a flight like a mob to the flame.
(Pre-)
I spend a little time in London
And I spend a little time in Rome.
I gotta make my way to Tokio,
But I never get back home.
(CHours)
I can't see holes, I'm telling scubs,
My friends are having on.
And you gonna hate, appreciate,
Cause they all know that I came to rock,
I won't ever stop.
Don't care if it's right or wrong at all,
I came to rock,
I won't ever stop.
It's my life, it's all I need,
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how
Or when or where or what I gotta do.
Jimmy on this motor rising
With a bit of dream of purple haze.
The jamming of the vault will pump them
When I'm dead they're saying grace.
I can't see holes, I'm telling scubs,
My friends are having on.
And you gonna hate, appreciate,
Cause they all know that I came to rock,
I won't ever stop.
Don't care if it's right or wrong at all,
I came to rock,
I won't ever stop.
It's my life, it's all I need,
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how
Or when or where or what I gotta do.
This is the blood that's running through my veins,
Keeps me alive and it keeps me sane.
It's my life, it's a dream I'm chasing.
I'll never get another chance like this
Sometimes I hit it and sometimes I miss,
Now I hear a million voices at night.
I came to rock,
I won't ever stop.
Don't care if it's right or wrong at all,
I came to rock,
I won't ever stop.
It's my life, it's all I need,
Everybody's pushing, cause they know they can't do rock.
It's our life, it's all we need,
Ain't nobody ever gonna tell us stop
No ain't nobody ever gonna tell me what to do.
Writer(s): Dennis Andreas Ward, Alfred Koffler
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