I wanna rock!
Now I'm tired of
Being called old fuck
I want rock n roll
You young bastards
Do you think that only you
Dig the neat style?
Then you can fuck
Yourselves
Just join what we're doing
When all the old men do their thing
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
Here, you sons of bitches
Take a look at this
The old man's still going strong
You young bastards
Do you have monopoly
On that damn racket
That you call rock n roll?
You young bastards
Don't come here and think that we
Can't dig rock like you
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
(What a solo, boys)
(Go hang yourself, Yngwie Malmsteen)
If you come here one night
And call me young fuck
I will punch you
You young bastards
The stomach is big and nice
The belly is fat and gross
Don't mind that
You tadpoles
We want rock n roll like you
So just scream along with us to
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll
The old men's heavy rock n roll