Somebody told me, it's all the same now
Somebody told me, we've had our turn
Gotta believe that times still ours,
I gotta believe it's still ours to burn
The light seems to be fading
crawling back into that hole,
where the soul seems to awaken
them days of rock 'n' roll...
Somebody told us, to shake and shiver,
He left the building not long ago,
Somebody sold us, down the river,
full of scratches and bullet holes
It comes raging out of nowhere
like some wreckage to behold
We still drink out of the fountain,
of them days of rock 'n' roll...
It comes raging out of nowhere
like some wreckage to behold
We still drink out of the fountain,
of them days of rock 'n' roll...