I ain't never seen no time when a man can't say what he wants to, like to speaking his mind,
If he knows he's right, he got to lay it on the line, he got to run it, my, my,
He got the right of way; the boy's convinced he's right,
Good God, he got something to say,
He's like a freight train to the powers that be, like Christ in the middle of the Pharisees,
Just let him be.
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel.
Hell's bells keep a-ringing like the voice of sin, but he keep preaching at the volume of ten,
He's on a mission that's a whole lot bigger than him,
He's on the right side, yes, he is,
Flack keep flying from the powers that be; I wish them boys would just let him be,
Determined to make the blind kid see,
I know he could did it, 'cause he did it to me...in Technicolor.
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel.
Alright, he's gonna rock n' roll this town,
And, if it takes him all night, he's gonna bring salvation down,
Down, down, down, down.
People put him down for the noise he wrote, but there ain't no such thing as no evil note, just intentions,
He got a one track mind...and this is the place I need another line,
Mummy and daddy don't seem to care, but they sure enough ought to be glad he's there,
He ain't perfect; he's just blowing a jam, but the rap's the same Billy Graham...just a different haircut.
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel,
He's a rock n' roller, rock n' roller, rock n' roll angel.
