RocknRoll
They see us walking down the street
Baby, rock and roll
Until I get slapped by a beat
That’s out of control
I feel my muscles twitch
And I start to dance
I’ma scratch that itch
Baby, I’ma take a chance
We move on down down down
Down in to the club
The band checks us out
Yeah, they know what’sup
Gonna grab that mic
Gonna get it clean
Sing that song I like
You know the one I mean
Hustle hustle hustle nowthe vibe is gone
I look around, everybody in the club went home
Thee’s only me, and my mojo hand
I got it outstretched, you wanna take it man?
Is this really it?
The end of the night?
I’m all hot and bothered
I guess I’ll pick a fight
You wanna fight me?
You wanna fight me man?
Don’t make me beg for it,
Don’t throw in the towel
hahahahahahaha
Here I am, walking through downtown
Not a friendly face
I’m all fucked up, fucked
I’m out of place
Seems I can’t s s s sssspeak
Maybe a diffrent tongue?
I can’t stand being by myself
For overly long…
Go ahead and grab that pony by the tail
Cops find me, they’re taking me to jail
That’s gonna mark the end of the night for sure..
You wanna fight?
Come on copper fight me now..
And there is the sun
Rising,
Shining,
The stupidity of the night before doesn’t shatter
We can still pretend it does
The sun is your friend
For, the night?
Well, let’s pretend
That we are rock and roll
RocknRoll
Out Of Control
