My mother used to tell me
That nice boys don't play rock 'n' roll
And I guess she was right
'Cause I'm a crazy fuck who's on the rollv
We're gonna play it rough
We're gonna play it hard
The Rock 'n' Roll Rebels
Got the winning card
Nice boys finish last
They call us society's rejects
Who don't have a chance in life
Call us the wild ones,
Whatever you want
To be a winner is our only strife
We don't play by the book
Ans we don't play ny the rules
By cheating in the game called life
We conquer all the fools
Nice boys finish last
We're always the first
To cross the line
We always leave the good guys
Twenty miles behind
We're gonna play it rough
We're gonna play it hard
The Rock 'n' Roll Rebels
Got the winning card