It ain't a needle in a vein, it ain't backstage sex It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers-on following you around It ain't long hair, tattoos, playin' too loud, naw It ain't a middle finger on a tee shirt that the establishment's trying to sell It's a guy with the balls, tellin' the establishment to go to Hell It ain't about the money you make when a record gets sold It's about doin' it for nothing because it lives in your soul That's damn rock and roll That's damn rock and roll It's a rock through a window, it's a riot in the street It's a rebel revolution that's fightin' for peace It's burn-baby-burn, it's a brick in the wall It's first one to stand and the last one to fall It's a hip shakin' devil on a stage in Tupelo It's doin' what you want, 'stead of doin' what you're told It's a preacher burnin' records, tellin' folks they ought to pray 'Cause the shepherd bought a Gibson and lead the flock astray That's damn rock and roll Give all you've got till there ain't nothing left That's damn rock and roll Yeah, when the Clash crashed the party and the parry got loud And the parry turned into an angry crowd Drowning demons feel no pain, found Nirvana wasted shame Gone too soon just like a song Hendricks, Joplin, what went wrong Need some answers, right or wrong Need something to blame it on Blame it on, blame it on, blame it on, blame it on Blame it on, blame it on, blame it on, blame it on Blame it on, blame it on That's damn rock and roll Give all you've got till there ain't nothing left That's damn rock and roll Woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo Another day in another town Load in the stage, and the lights, and the sound Here they come boys, they opened doors Count us off now Craig, one, two, three, four That's damn rock and roll Give all you've got till there ain't nothing left That's damn rock and roll Every ounce of your blood and your sweat That's damn rock That's damn rock and roll Rock and roll That's damn rock and roll Rock and roll