Maailman huonoin rock-laulu

I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I gotta do
I got to...

Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

You gotta lose your mind in Detroit, Rock City

Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show

Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes

Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

You gotta lose your mind in Detroit, Rock City

Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God!
No time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why?

Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down!

Get up!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Get down!