Stick to your guns

they say there's no rockin' in the USA

well man that sure is a sad day

everybody singing about love this and love that

and all that crap

every time I turn on my stereo all I hear is rap-Crap

all of these self proclaimed rebels think they know

sittin' around and listening to their top 40 radio

but they don't know they'll never know so why try

all you rockin' cats

keep your head up high

you're out numbered a hundred to one

but man don't you run

you gotta stand and fight

cause man you know you're right

stick to your guns you'll never die

keep your head up high

well you're a real rebel in your black leather jacket

your parents keep telling you to turn down that racket

but they don't know they'll never know so why try

all you rockin' cats keep your head up high

you're sick of school you're sick of work

always seems you're taking orders from some jerk

but they don't know they'll never know

so why try

all you rockin' cats keep your head up high