They tied me up, they stripped me down   againt the world, I'll stand my ground   I'll sell my songs but not my soul      They'll chew you up, they'll spit you out   yeah follow me we'll ride it out   I'll sell my songs but not my soul      I'll take dignity over industry   My wardrobe has never meant shit to me    I'll sell my songs, but never my soul   And what the fuck happened to rock n' roll?      I've got bruises on my hands and knees   and a list of failures in between    always dirty I am never clean   Music is what you hear and not what you see      There's something wrong this isn't right   I make the rules but I'm gone tonight   I signed a line bit didn't lose control    They'll tell you lies right to your eyes    before you know they'll suck you dry   I signed a line but didn't lose control      We've got families and mouths to feed    I'll take pride over profit and guts over greed    I signed a line but didn't lose control   and what the fuck happened to rock n' roll?      I've got bruises on my hands and knees   and a list of failures in between    always dirty I am never clean   Music is what you hear and not what you see      And if there's one thing left to tell   is that I am being real   and you should know   yeah you should know   Just how I feel   oh just how feel    you should know, you should know   just how I feel      I've got bruises on my hands and knees   and a list of failures in between    always dirty I am never clean   Music is what you hear and not what you see