Rock 'n' Roll Disease Songtext
von Cronos

Why you love and not come down
The curse is upon you it′s out for the gown
There has got to be another way
Head and high you've had your fill
It′s back to the life on the whiskey and pill
Your conscience hurts you every day


You've got rock and roll disease
There's no release
Playing fast with a hint of spice
Down with the grooves and up for the heights
The music shivers through my soul
Cutting edge or a life of crime
Some days I know I′m doing time
But what goes on must be the show

I′ve got rock and roll disease
If you please

Hanging out try to meet the band
A bird in the bush or the mouth or a hand
Be sure to bring your parachute
Little Liza she's going down
Heat of the night and she′s moving around
Just pull the trigger now and shoot

She's got rock and roll disease
Call the police