Well some people said yeah it couldn’t be done,
But revolution can sure be fun
To the status quo it’s to your dismay,
Rock ’n’ roll animal gonna come your way!

Cuz I’m a lookin’, for a thrill!
Cuz baby, I was born to kill!

The agenda is yeah to search and destroy,
Ain’t no one gonna kill my joy
Turn it upside down ain’t no surprise,
Don’t think once that I’ll apologize!

Cuz I’m a lookin’, for a thrill!
Cuz baby, I was born to kill!
I’m a lookin’, lookin’ for a thrill!
Cuz baby, I was born to kill!

I’m the underdog who ends up on top,
The rebel poet with the peacock strut
Gonna make a change gonna rearrange,
Look out man you’re in my pissing range!

Cuz I’m a lookin’, for a thrill!
Cuz baby, I was born to kill!