Texty: Agent 51. American Rock N Roll.

Travel long on this dusty road just to find another lost dead end
Whiskey fueled on another load
On this trip there aint no time for games
Kick one back if you cant attack
Aint a thing that I've regret over tears
I got no fear 'cause im sitting here
And there's nothin like a riot when its kickin into gear
We are American rock n' roll, here we go
I bleed this disease down in my soul
Oh i know
And if you say its bad for me take your money and your feet
Everybody's gotta feel it low
And if you aint comin in with the shots and pivit
Then well take it on down to paradise city
I wanna ride down a different side

It's been too long to give up now
Walk this way on a crazy train
I aint too old to play it loud
Time is right till the death i fight
Ain't no tellin when the time is near
I bleed this disease down in my soul
Here we go
We are American rock n' roll