Bring it on
I’ll be waiting with my baby and the curtains drawn
No evening news
Just our bodies and a record playing Delta blues
But he got a smile as wide as the road to hell
Wide as the road we’re on
And he wrote the song they sang when Rome fell
It goes, Put on your rock and roll shoes and come on
Yeah, come on

Did we know
In our house on fire with all we own
What it is that makes a house a home
And in the end
Did we watch it all on CNN
What it is to be American
Cause we got the champagne and the gasoline
We got everything to lose
And if we can’t say our hands are clean
Can we die in our dancing shoes
Our dancing shoes
Rock me roll me till we’re sober
Best you can, best you can
And I probably won’t fell a thing
Gonna put the stereo as loud as we can make it go
And then turn the record over
Over and over again
Bring it on
I’ll be waiting with my baby and the curtains drawn
No evening news
Just our bodies and a record playing Delta blues