I can't think with all this noise I break guitars; I weight my voice To feel again like damaging Perfect sound If rock and roll is dangerous How come I feel so safe in it? I have learned how to destroy To irritate and to annoy Clumsy hearts and honest fists And ugly sound If rock and roll is dead again How come I can't stop listening? The night is young, but freaks are out The wild hum of drugs and sound The basement is alive and loud We're all right now We're all right now