| You can’t feel what I feel when a riff hits my brain
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| You can’t see what I see when the crowd’s insane
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| Oh it lifts me up it moves my ground up to a higher place
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| You can steal my girl, crash my car, feed me to the snakes
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| I say NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| You can’t hear what I hear when my guitar screams
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| You don’t shake like I shake when the big drum beats
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| It’s way too rich it’s way too strong for you to understand
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| It’s heart and soul, blood and bones, it’s God on high octane
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| I say NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| Bring stormy weather, bring world war three, the show must go on
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| Feed me poison and execute me, the show must go on
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| It’s way too rich it’s way too strong for you to understand
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| It’s heart and soul, blood and bones, it’s God on high octane
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| I say NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll
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| NO NO NO!
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| You can’t kill my rock 'n' roll |