Way back when there were leather skirts and wet t-shirts
Jiggling to the beat of the toms
We rocked it in our acid jeans with torn-up seams
Played that music louder than bombs
They said it was a country town but we knew how
To kick out the fuckin' jams
Rockin' with our Marshall stacks and pots that flashed
Just like we was made in Japan
I balled the ladies down on Elliston Place
High heels came off deep in the dawn
They looked so bitchin' with their tits in your face
Tattoos inside a lycra thong
But mama now that's all gone
'Cause no one roxx this town no more
No one roxx this town like it needs to be rocked
No one roxx this town no more
So baby call me, call me when you're ready to roll
I used to hang with Government Cheese and F.U.C.T.
Parties every night on the roof
But these days no one gets their kicks in apartment 6
No one wants to pound any brews
They're probably fuckin' married now but I'm holding out
It's looking like I'm up here to stay
My neighbors pass me on the stairs and they stop and stare
Then get the hell right out of my way
I saw the Scorchers back in '86
Rockin' the Exit/In like they was gods
These little indie bands just play with their dicks
They never get to shootin' their wads
'Cause no one roxx this town no more
No one roxx this town like it needs to be rocked
No one roxx this town no more
So baby call me, call me when you're ready to roll
I saw Threk Michaels in the grocery store
He said the music's dried up and died
Paid for my magazine and walked out the door
And shouted to the traffic lights
No one roxx this town no more
No one roxx this town like it needs to be rocked
No one roxx this town no more
So baby call me, call me when you're ready to roll