I got a thousand bits of paper
They all spinning in my head
I Hope I see you later
Can't remember what you said
Something 'bout keeping a grip
Keeping it tight
Before I lose control
I gotta rock and roll tonight

I got way too many questions
They all waiting on my call
I'm losing my direction
I'm dropping every ball
I've got to find some cover
These working shoes are getting too darn tight
I gotta loosen up
I gotta rock and roll tonight

Well you're bleeding for the money
But you never pay it back
Pressure gauge is screaming
The faces start to crack
This ain't no way to live
Lord you know this kind of life ain't right
Before I lose my soul
I got to rock and roll tonight