Ugly in the morning Drowning in the booze Fouler than a TV show and honest as the blues Steeper than a mountain Truer than the truth Shallow as a press release in snakeskin boots Born in the dirt Soaked in Champagne Dies every other year and comes back again Damn right, damn right It smells funny and it don't look nice Damn right, damn right They call it Rock'n Roll It swallows money Trinks cocaine Snorts my whiskey Gives feet to the lame One day, one day when I'm gone You live to tell the tale of ruin and fun Not too tender, not too sweet About as cautious as a rhino in heat Damn right, damn right It smells funny and it don't look nice Damn right, damn right They call it Rock'n Roll Born in the dirt Soaked in Champagne Dies every other year and comes back again Damn right, damn right It smells funny and it don't look nice Damn right, damn right They call it Rock'n Roll Damn right, damn right It smells funny and it don't look nice Damn right, damn right They call it Rock'n Roll