Bad school lover: no time to pray   "Mama don't you worry,   I will rise up one day.."   He rocks the streets   Like a motor hurricane      He found a band called "The Sex Trombone"   Hard rock music   Strikes him down to the core   Just play one riff   High gain it's a drug for him      You can take him, push him, throw him away   Prisoner of rock and party every day   No way of redemption oyt of this fire      He can't, he can't get it out   You can pray for him, but rock'n'roll will win   He can't, he can't get it out   He gets lost and he gets damned      Long hair, bad shirts, nails and sex   First he joins a gang   And starts smoking grass   Speed fast bike to win   A race or a jail      He got a monster living in his mind   Watching in his eyes   You can see a sight   It's a desease that   He can't fight alone      Grow up, turn up, make it loud   To wear a guitar you've got to find a sound   No way of redemption out of this fire      He can't, he can't get it out   You can pray for him, but rock'n'roll will win   He can't, he can't get it out   He gets lost and he gets damned