Standing in line, marking time, waiting for the welfare dime, 'cause they can't buy a job.
Ridin' down the highway, goin' to a show. Stop in all the by-ways, playin' rock 'n' roll.
I got me a Chrysler, it seats about twenty. So hurry up and bring your jukebox money
(Some people say I look like my dad)
Now it's about time, it's the right time, If you willed your mind, you willed your mind,
So God bless you all for the song you saved us, oh For the hearts you break, every time you moan.
And he likes to shoot his gun, but he don't know what it means. Don't know what it means...
I will celebrate in fire, I will burn your playhouse down. I will take the world by vengeance in your honour.
I'd be rich. Head to toe Prada, Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water.
... your rosy cheeks are gonna light my merry way.