I can´t think with all this noise
I break guitars; I waste my voice
To feel again like damaging
Perfect sound

If rock and roll is dangerous
How come I feel so safe in it?
I have learned how to destroy
To irritate and to annoy
Clumsy hearts and honest fists
And ugly sound

If rock and roll is dead again
How come I can´t stop listening?

The night is young, but freaks are out
The wild hum of drugs and sound
The basement is alive and loud
We´re all right now
We´re all right now