Dio has rocked (echo: rocked) for a long, long time,
Now it´s time for him to pass the torch.
He has songs of wilderbeasts and angels,
He has soared on the wings of a demon.

It´s time to pass the torch,
You´re too old to rock, no more rockin´ for you.
We´re takin´ you to a home,
But we will sing a song about you.

And we will make sure that you´re very well taken care of.
You´ll tell us secrets that you´ve learned. Woah!
Your sauce will mix with ours,
And we´ll make a good goulash baby.
Dio, time to go!
You must give your cape and scepter to me.
And a smaller one for KG.
Go! Go! Dio! Dio!