Time has come    You're gonna be a rock'n'roll star    Armed with hate    Your weapon is a loaded guitar    Say that you believe in sex, drugs, and rock'n'roll    It's commonly known you like it hot    You like to lose control       I've come to make you fly    I heard you on the radio       God can never promise you cash or expensive cars    Only with an evil heart you can hope to ever get far      I've come to take your soul   I heard you on the radio