The only thing we have,
It is our own.
We use it to feel,
You use it to control.
Take it away,
And we can’t speak.
Give it back,
And we don’t bother you
(Until you see fit).
Leave us alone.
Alone to Rock N’ Roll.
We’ll be on our way,
Away from this someday.
When rap tries to take hold.
This cycle will be the hold.
The glue that binds,
The generation gap together.
But Rock N’ Roll will dominate...
FOREVER!!

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