Lyrics:

(A. Young M. Young B.Scott)They say that you play too loudWell baby that's toughThey say that you got too muchCan
't get enoughThey tell you that you look a foolBaby I'm a fool for youThey say that your mind's diseased, shaky stuffIt's a
rock 'n' roll damnationMa's own whippin' boyRock 'n' roll damnationTake a chance while you still got the choiceYou say th
at you want respectHoney for whatFor everything that you done for meThanks a lotGet up off your bended kneesYou can set yo
ur mind at easeMy temperature's runnin' hotI been waitin' all nightFor a bite of what you gotIt's a rock 'n' roll damnatio
nMa's own whippin' boyRock 'n' roll damnationTake a chance while you still got the choiceIt's a hard lifeDamnation, they
're putting you downDamnation, all over townDamnation, Cause you're way outta reachLiving on the street you gotta practice w
hat you preachAn it's a rock 'n' roll damnationMa's own whippin' boyRock 'n' roll damnationTake a chance while you still go
t the choiceDamnation, you left a happy homeDamnation, To live on your ownDamnation, You wanna live in sinIt's a rock 'n'
rollDamnation, Just a bundle of joyDamnation, you're a toy for a boyDamnation, you got the dollars in your eyeAlways chasin
' that pie in the skyRock 'n' roll damnation