| Hey, what’s that sound?
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| Tell me, I’m a track, gotta look around.
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| Hey, what’s that name?
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| Prone to a flight like a mob to the flame.
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| I spend a little time in London
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| And I spend a little time in Rome.
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| I gotta make my way to Tokio,
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| But I never get back home.
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| (CHours)
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| I can’t see holes, I’m telling scubs,
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| My friends are having on.
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| And you gonna hate, appreciate,
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| Cause they all know that I came to rock,
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| I won’t ever stop.
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| Don’t care if it’s right or wrong at all,
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| I came to rock,
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| I won’t ever stop.
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| It’s my life, it’s all I need,
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| Ain’t nobody gonna tell me how
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| Or when or where or what I gotta do.
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| Jimmy on this motor rising
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| With a bit of dream of purple haze.
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| The jamming of the vault will pump them
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| When I’m dead they’re saying grace.
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| I can’t see holes, I’m telling scubs,
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| My friends are having on.
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| And you gonna hate, appreciate,
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| Cause they all know that I came to rock,
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| I won’t ever stop.
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| Don’t care if it’s right or wrong at all,
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| I came to rock,
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| I won’t ever stop.
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| It’s my life, it’s all I need,
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| Ain’t nobody gonna tell me how
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| Or when or where or what I gotta do.
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| This is the blood that’s running through my veins,
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| Keeps me alive and it keeps me sane.
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| It’s my life, it’s a dream I’m chasing.
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| I’ll never get another chance like this
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| Sometimes I hit it and sometimes I miss,
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| Now I hear a million voices at night.
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| I came to rock,
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| I won’t ever stop.
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| Don’t care if it’s right or wrong at all,
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| I came to rock,
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| I won’t ever stop.
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| It’s my life, it’s all I need,
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| Everybody’s pushing, cause they know they can’t do rock.
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| It’s our life, it’s all we need,
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| Ain’t nobody ever gonna tell us stop
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| No ain’t nobody ever gonna tell me what to do. |