Real Rock Disaster - yeah, that’s me
Bad fame is the best way to be
Real Rock Disaster - can’t you see
You are the best thing to happen to me

Turnin’ on your TV
All you wanna see
Is something crash and burn
Now that is virtual insanity
Go outta way
To take the wrong turn
And all you wanna see
Is me crash and burn
Real Rock Disaster
Yeah that’s me
Baddest of the bad
Is just how to be

Cause I’m a, a real
A Real Rock Disaster
Baddest of the
Bad is just the way to be
Come over
Come over I’ll make you see

When I start to lose my faith
You remind me of the way
Fuck selling out
To a serpentine
I am my own gasoline
Hell is just a small place to stop
On my way
I’m making it to the top
Real Rock Disasters
They don’t fall
They skyrocket above all

Cause I’m a, a real
A Real Rock Disaster
Baddest of the
Bad is just the way to be
Yeah I tell you
Black limelight suits my name

Real Rock Disaster - yeah, that’s me
Bad fame is the best way to be
Real Rock Disaster
Dirty fame - it suits my name
Real Rock Disaster
We could play the frame
But you know that I own the game

I had my fair share of bein’ nice
I had my fair share of startin’ fights
But what’s the difference
Well, no one can tell
One foot on the road
One foot in the grave
Told you once
Told you twice
Don’t like to behave
Look into my eyes
Pull out your gun
Promise to meet you six feet under, son

Could I be a saint if I, if I kill
Could I be a saint if I, if I preach
When right is wrong and wrong is right
Who are you, you to decide
When heads are tales dead men
Can’t tell, my organized chaos
The freedom I sell, freedom I sell

I wear my wings and feathers
Rule my whips in hell
Loved all the saints and the sinners
But they won’t tell
It’s so easy to crash through
Love and fall right into lust
Wake up to the prayer and
End up mining on good old, gold dust

I’ll call for royal court and
Be my own devil’s advocate
The father, judge and thy
Decide just where
Should I sit and boil my life
Down to a song
Wonder if these days
They take too long
Call a date with death
Tell me, am I brave
To sing this lovely
Strung up serenade

They proved it
I know it
You see
I am a saint

Pay me or buy me, never to be seen
Tell me or ask me, never to be heard
These are some of the choices
Given to you and in the end
It doesn’t matter for me and you

Cheats n’ liars - coming for you
Cheats n’ liars - to rob you blind
Cheats n’ liars - will make you a fool
Cheats n’ liars - that’s just what they do

Work for me or rot for me
You got no reason to do
Do for me or die for me
It makes no difference for a tool

Buy me a nothing sell me a thought
When push comes to shove
There’s nothing you’ve got
Just a, just a, just a bowtie knot

No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
Just a bowtie knot, just a bowtie
That’s all you’ve got

Cheats n’ liars
Cheats n’ liars
Cheats n’ liars
Cheats n’ liars

Pay me
Buy me
Tell me
Ask me

Stand up
No fear
Make it loud

Wake up
Look into the mirror
Do you like what you see
I said, wake up
Tell me, is this all that you could be
I said, wake up
Do you really, really like being abused
I said

Thrash ‘em all around
Blinded eyes can’t see
Enough is enough
You’ve gotta stand up and be
You - stand up now

Stand up
No fear
Make it loud
Let ‘em tremble

Wake up
What’s it like living in the dark
Where the damned souls
Try to put out ya spark
I said, wake up
Ask yourself
Do you know
What you’re waiting for
Stick ‘em up, put ‘em down
Blow out the door

Thrash ‘em all around
Blinded eyes can’t see
Enough is enough
You’ve got to stand up and be
So come on now

Stand up
No fear
Make it loud
Let ‘em tremble
Stand up
No fear
Make it loud, yeah

It ain’t me
I won’t keep you up all night
No morning light you’ll see
But that’s all right
I don’t need you
You don’t need me
I am my own gasoline
A vagabond
I don’t sing along
A restless identity
I’d burn out and I would bleed
At least I bit the chains and
Set me free

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the one
That will set me free
You gotta break the chains and
Set me free - yeah, yeah, yeah
Not gonna waste
I tell you - I’m not gonna waste
Not gonna waste any more
Of my gasoline - no, no, no
So I’m gonna
Gonna set me free
I’m gonna set me free
I’m gonna be the one
To bite the chains and set me free
I’m gonna set me free
I’m gonna bite the chains
Bite the chains - set me free

Hail, hail, hail

In a place where dreams are blind
Kickin’ everyones’ asses seems too kind
You push the lame aside and
Buckle up for a ride
Now tell me how bad do you want it

If it’s true I’ll hook you up at once
A devil’s bargain made
You know it’s better you don’t
Take it more than a
Few steps over the line
I greet you - come down
Wish you a nightmare stay

Hail, hail - hail in hell
Hail, hail - between the devils’ nails
Hail, hail - hail in hell
Hail, hail - hang your veil

Say boy, watcha doin’ with your life
I can see you got that
Devil in your eyes
Face your words with action
Or wither fast, eternity will last
Sign the contract
Before the holy father cries
Deception in time
To shake the hands in crime
Timeless, here we stand
Me and my slave in my hand
And a switchblade is what you get free

Welcome onboard my domain
Don’t worry, no
You did not die in vain
Was it the freedom
The money, the power
That made you think
About your last hour
Sign the dotted line
But blood must be spilled
And now your spirit
Needs to be killed
I am your alpha and omega now
And to me thou shall bow

Hail in hell
Hail in hell
Hail in hell
Hail in hell

Hail

Who the hell are you
Telling me what should I be
Who the hell are you
To draw the line in my path
You don’t
Who the hell are you
To be stopping me from being myself
Who the hell are you
Telling me I ain’t no good
For someone else

No, say no filthy words
Get off your filthy hands
Unknown for you all
I’m a son of a gun

My reputation is my sin
Deathless, I will win
One and done, I’m yet to see
How real can you be?

‘Cause I’m a
Son of a gun
A son of a gun
Son of a gun
A son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son - of - a - gun

Who the hell are you
I’m not on your guest list anyway
Who the hell are you
My bottom’s rocklined all the way
Who the hell are you
To be denying me of my rights
Who the hell are you
To be preaching at me
Just take a look at yourself

No, say no filthy words
Get off your filthy hands
Unknown for you all
I’m a son of a gun

So you think you got me
So you think you’re right
Well then try to stop me
So you think you got me
So you think that you’re right
Well then why don’t you try and stop me
Can you
Game on

Who the hell are you
My patience wears so damn thin
Who the hell are you
You got an invitation
So come on in
Who the hell are you
You’ve got that pretty, pretty lace
Who the hell are you
Get on your knees
And swallow the gun
That’s in your face yeah

No, say no filthy words
Get off your filthy hands
Unknown for you all
I’m a son of a gun

Well lemme tell you ‘bout a girl
That I seem to know
To get you warped in
She don’t need a face to show
This sword’s got double edges
She don’t even have to guess
And every single desperate
Button of you she’ll press
Oh you know it, yeah

She’s got a thing for what
She cannot reach
She loves the pain and frustration
That’s what she needs
I tell you

My baby’s got thorns
Thorns on her side
Thorns that are deep
Torn ‘round her heart, yeah

Never wanna think about
Who’s gonna leave
Or who’s gonna stay
But you’ve got those
Needles and pins
Piercing your heart every day
She’s got wounds on her sides
But they burn so good
We got love in a demolition derby
Sugar coated razors
I wouldn’t leave if I could

She’s got a thing for what
She cannot reach
She loves the pain and frustration
That’s what she needs
Yeah

She loves the thorns
Thorns on her lips
Thorns on her tongue
Torn ‘round her heart
Thorns so deep
The secrets they keep
To heal they seek
Let it bleed

But of course we knew
We’re just gonna suck each other dry
Unrequited love, so sweet and so pure
A faceless romance
Meant to crash and burn
For sure, for sure, for sure

She’s got a thing for what
She cannot reach
She loves the pain and frustration
That’s what she needs
What she needs

What she needs is thorns
Thorns on her lips
Thorns on her tongue
Thorn in her heart
Thorns so deep
The secrets they keep
To heal they seek
Let it bleed

Born and raised in a house
Where the lord is praised
If he’d forbid to walk this way
Or say the things that she wanna say
Bein’ nice n’ clean was never her scene
Got it written all over her - obscene
A bad temper is what she got
Fueled by spite, don’t know how to stop

Nice hair - but bad habits
Every note she’s playin’
Is pumping like a gunshot
Nice hair - but bad habits
Specializing in the fine art of destruction
Nice hair - but bad habits
Primal fucking, tranquilizers
Rock and roll over
Nice hair - but bad habits
Shear the black sheep
When your wool’s jack shit, yeah

Now look at what yo mama said
You put that thing away
Before you end up dead
Rock and roll ain’t for
The nice girls and boys
Better pick up some of
Those less lethal toys
Swinging that axe around
Makin’ that nasty sound
Where the good life
Where the bag at
See you walkin’ like that - tail up
When you come back home
See the door nail shut

Got the brains, got the looks
Got the knack for venomous hooks
She’ll get close, but you’ll never understand
The charade you speak is the life she seeks
All that talk the talk - she spits
Walk the walk with a snarl - it fits
Lawsuit order for the figure of speech
The heights only a few can reach

Yeah I had my evaluation - a revelation
That told me to stay and be patient
The more I see, is how you’re tryin’
To take it away from me
But none of that is your jurisdiction
Just sit down and feel my friction
Listen to your teachers
Sit up on your bleachers
Better watch your head
‘Fore you end up dead

If you got something to say
You put it on the fuckin’ record
Ya dig

Plug in the chords
Let the motherfucker rip
We’re live, call up all the misfits
Kick out the jams, let the chords slam
Make some noise ‘n let ‘em hear us
We’re here to do some damage
We hear the rebels rummage
Now strap in, strap on and
Get ya cocks out

Turn it up to eleven
Hear the thunder roar on the
Rebel - Rebel Radio
The devil’s on the airwaves
We’re comin’ your way on
Rebel - Rebel Radio

No sun on my beach
Still I get burnt
My words cut open sip ‘n slurp
Now I get my razor tongue
On the run
Plug in and join the fun
It’s line o’ clock and
I’ve got a show
Put me in overdrive
And watch me blow
Faster, faster I don’t fall
My dynamo gonna give it all

Turn it up to eleven
Hear the thunder roar on the
Rebel - Rebel Radio
The devil’s on the airwaves
We’re comin’ your way

Airtime is what it’s all about

Gotta do what I gotta do
To stay awake
Drown myself in XLR8
Sonic blast away
I’mma please today
Love me, but stay away
Rebel radio is dangerous in every way
We work with what we got
We’re never gonna stop
Until we chart the top

Tune in and join the fun on
Rebel Radio
Rebel Radio
Rebel Radio
Rebel Radio

Rebel - Rebel Radio
Rebel - Rebel Radio
Rebel - Rebel Radio
Rebel - Rebel Radio

Well, oh yeah

Fifty wheels of chrome
Crack your road
I got blaze in my saddles
I commit my crimes alone
When you felt my kiss
I put your love in danger
And when I stopped for heavy fuel
Well, the town got

Stranger vibes I bring
Yeah, I’m bad fun
Count your sins for a smoking gun
No men, no beasts, no deities
No ties that bind
What you’re looking at is
None of a kind

Feel my pistons pumpin’
Get your hands upon my wheel
Come get lost in my wasteland
And strike a nasty deal
This dark and weary road is my home
I never stop my engines
And my fuse won’t

Blow all over you
Yeah, I’m bad fun
Count your sins for a smoking gun
No men, no beasts, no deities
No ties that bind
What you’re looking at is
None of a kind

Blow your dice and roll
Yeah, I’m bad fun
Count your sins for a smoking gun
No men, no beasts, no deities
No ties that bind
What you’re looking at is
None of a kind

None of a
None of a kind

Waking up
Though I never fell asleep
Is it the third day
Or the fifth one around
Restless body, mind and soul
Pray for a minute of peace
On the run

And though I’d like to scream
And say that I can’t go on
Nobody else gonna sing my song
Once again I brave the highways
And the serpentines
So goddamn easy
To go astray - day after day

And I swear to be
And I try to be
But it never ends
Because those
Moonlight mornings
Come round to take me away
Yeah, yeah

Your poison feels so sweet to you
While mine makes your stomach turn
So what do we learn
That ain’t this whole world
Just an acid solution
While we’re swimming for the shore
Wanting to know more

And I swear to be
And I try to be
But it never ends
Because those
Moonlight mornings
Come round to take me away
Yeah, yeah

Ain’t no grave
That’s better or worse and ‘til I rot
I’ll be warm in the flames
We’re gonna keep putting
Each other under
Until we hit the core
Melt in the hate
What’s right for you
Brings out the worst in me
And two wrongs don’t make it right
Or maybe we could stand side by side
To see another day
And a moonlight morning
Take us away - to take us away

And I swear to be
And I try to be
But it never ends
Because those
Moonlight mornings
Come round to take me away
Yeah, yeah

Take me away, away