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Wind them up then knock them down

The curse is upon you it's out for the count

There has got to be another way

Hang 'em high, you've had your fill

It's back to the wife for a Whisky and pill

Your conscience hurts you every day

You've - Rock 'n' 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

Someday's i know I'm doing time

But What goes on must be the show

You've - Rock 'n' Roll Disease

If you please

Hanging out try to meet the band

A bird in the bush or a mouth or her hand

be sure to bring your parachute

Little lies as she's going down

Heat of the night as she's moving around

Just pull the trigger now and shoot

She's got - Rock 'n' Roll Disease

Call the police