The biters

Heart fulla rock 'n' roll

The biters
I'm in a love sick generation
And I'm looking for a revolution
They make their fame and fortune

While they sell us noise pollution

Well, I don't need no thought control
I'll be free till the blood runs cold inside

Oh mama, why can't they see
I'm the last of a dying breed?
Ain't nobody gonna save my soul
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll

Singin'
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!

They wanna put me in the institution
'Cause I made my own constitution
And all of my attention
Is dialed into a higher dimension

Well, I don't need no thought control
I'll be free till the blood runs cold inside

Oh mama, why can't they see
I'm the last of a dying breed?
Ain't nobody gonna save my soul
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll

Singin'
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!

Oh mama, why can't they see
I'm the last of a dying breed?
Ain't nobody gonna save my soul
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll

Singin'
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!

I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!
I've got a heart, I've got a heart
Heart fulla rock'n'roll!

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