Payolas Rockers
Take back the empties to get me high
I want to go to heaven before I die
got rods of steel running down my neck
I'm the stereotype of a physical wreck
And there's the Y.C.s playing on the radio
Said there's no escape, nowhere to go
Some people wanna rock their lives away
Rockers, rockers
Another nice girl with a nicotine smile
Who loves the music, loves the style
She knows how to twist and spin
Got some skin for dancing in
She thinks I'm window shopping
'Cos I just can't keep my eyes from popping
Some people wanna rock their lives away
Rockers, rockers
Rock your lives away...etc.
(And never grow up)
