Lordy me I'm shakin'
Ground beneath my feet are quakin'
Got the sinking feeling something's wrong

Get off you ass and get the Hell out
The world doesn't need another sell out
We'll all feel so much better when you're gone

Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll

Ask me if I worship Satan
Your knuckles white, your hands are shakin'
Can barely get the words out of your mouth

Pass along this information
Been seeking out this confrontation
Shot right through the head with rock and roll

Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll

She's got a gun in her hand
She's got nothing left to live for
She wants for this to end
She won't live her life in shame
Through this handgun she'll be saved
Lobotomized by 45, a splattering of brains

Lordy me I'm shakin'
Ground beneath my feet are quakin'
Got the sinking feeling something's wrong

Get off you ass and get the Hell out
The world doesn't need another sell out
We'll all feel so much better when you're gone

Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll
Roll rock and roll