'79: Rock'n'Roll Will Ruin Your Life

"Listen up,kid" Mama said

"I'm gonna make you scream

When I take you backstage behind that rock'n'roll dream

You think it's all money,controlled substances

P-p-premarital *** and bizarre dances

You think it's all noise,a vast circus of fun

Well I wouldn't say this to just anyone

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life

Like your old no-goodnik dad

Kill your soul and kill your wife

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life

And make you sad

And I mean sad"

You laugh now maybe(ha!)but wait till you hear

I've got no use for groupies,too shy and too queer

The truth about drugs?

Well,I can't afford those

Cause a lot of my money flew up the circus's nose

And all that noise gave me hyperacusis

So turn this record down or it'll happen to you,sis

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life

Like your old no-goodnik dad

Kill your soul and kill your wife

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life

And make you sad

And I mean sad

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life

Like your old no-goodnik dad

Kill your soul and kill your wife

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life

And make you sad