All of them years ago I found a grove I could move on, it was a funky groove, it was a hard grove, it was a nasty groove but all of them years had my head in a noose, and it felt like I would never get loose, but
I started this ride and I’m gonna ride till I die.
Motherfucker, don’t you know Rock -n- Roll is cluster fuck stew throw everything in the pot with some seasoning, it started in the backbeat and the streets well walked years before until it just could not be contained, and it’s been pronounced dead many times, but it just keeps coming back from the grave and that is why you’ll never me cry because Rock -n- Roll aint dead and
Rock -n- Roll will never die and so I will ride till I die,
I started this ride and I’m gonna ride till I die.
Cluster fuck stew, eat up motherfucker cause Rock -n- Roll will never be done till the world goes up in flames!
