Running late and we got a date with a few thousand friends,
Drove all night until daylight, just to do it again,
Another town, another round and we’re about to begin,
Systems engaged as we hit the stage and turn the volume on ten.
Jump up, yell loud and stomp your feet on the floor,
Lift hands, all stand – that’s what rock is for.
Lost again on highway ten,
Must’ve took a wrong turn,
This fast food’s no good,
My stomach’s starting to burn,
Another flat in the back,
Stuck in the middle of nowhere,
What we got through just for you,
I wonder if you care.
Jump up, yell loud and stomp your feet on the floor,
Lift hands, all stand – that’s what rock is for.
Is for…is for one more,
One more for sure,
One more loud guitar.
Sore throat, broken string,
Hey, man, can you still sing?
I don’t know, but I’ll give it a try,
Better that than to say bye-bye.
Jump up, yell loud and stomp your feet on the floor,
Lift hands, all stand – that’s what rock is for,
(Jump up, yell loud) and stomp your feet on the floor,
Lift hands, all stand – that’s what rock is for,
(Raise dead, bang heads) and stomp your feet on the floor,
Lift hands – I said that’s what rock is for.
