ROCK!!

ROCK!!

(To rock)you must be the men
(To rock)You can't get happy with enoughs
(To rock)You must'n be easily satisfied
(To rock)You have to feel the thrill before every show

It's all you got?(hã-hã)It can't be truth
(You said you're good!)
You are going to be eaten and trowed away
I don't need you round me

I connot believe-fuckin believe you(5x)

To do like Beatles did fifty years ago-Isn't for anyone
And if your finguers don't run along your guitar
Like Hendrix, Clapton and V. Hallen were used to do
Or if your bass don't even give rhythm
Leading Flea to the tears
And if your drums can't shake anyone round here
Keith and Bonham will be vomiting in their graves
If you can't sceram like Axl Rose singing 'Sweet child o' mine'
Or even have your unforgetble voice making noise
With a guitar (AC/DC!!!)

To be knowed as the great Beatle Paul
Or the monster of drums Neil Peart
Even as the polemic Slash of Guns
Or the fantastic Angus young
You will have to sweat your shirt

But to be a big roll band
You must do like I did
I looked the world and shout
I am what I am: the rock God
A-ah A-ah Ah