You got no place you can go You can't go out, you can't stay home You got a little bit of soul You got a little bit of soul And everyone who talks to you is working towards some goal What can you do but rock, rock and roll? What can you do but rock, rock and roll? You got a broken cell phone You got some money, but you're all alone You're at the bottom of a hole You're at the bottom of a hole And the kind of sex you want is the kind they'd like to make illegal What can you do but rock, rock and roll? What can you do but rock and roll? You registered to vote, they make it impossible What can you do but rock, rock and roll? What can you do but rock and roll? ♪ And I told you the first time I've been having the worst time City's broken and cold City's broken and cold It's just a hole in the wall It's just a hole in the wall There's nowhere else to go ♪ (Hi-aye-yai-yai!) Fuck the money they stole Fuck the money they stole We get by on no bankroll We get by on no bankroll The way you're playing canary and they're selling it whole What can you do but rock, rock and roll? What can you do but rock, rock and roll? Walking on the highway median, hidden from the trucker's eyes Bisexual blues got me begging to be recognized My heart is on fire, does anyone know? What can I do but rock, rock and roll? What can I do but rock and roll?