Metal & Hard Rock
HERE'S A LITTLE SECRET
TO MAKE YOU THINK,
WHY IS THE CRAZY THINGS
WE NEVER SAY
POETRY IN INK ?
ROCKIN' STEADY
IN HER DADDY'S CAR
SHE GOT THE STEREO
WITH THE BIG GUITARS
SEE I WAS BORN
WITHOUT A SILVER SPOON,
BUT I'M GOONA MAKE A STIR
YES I AM
I GET UP
AND NOTHING
GETS ME DOWN
YOU GOT IT TOUGH
I'VE SEEN THE
TOUGHEST AROUND
ON AN ISLAND IN THE SUN COOL PACIFIC WINDS BLOW JUST ACROSS THE BAY BATTERED BY THE WAVES