My mother used to tell me That nice boys don't play rock 'n roll And I guess she was right 'coz I'm a crazy fuck who's on the roll-v We're gonna play it rough We're gonna play it hard The Rock 'n Roll Rebels Got the winning card
Nice boys finish last
They call us society's rejects Who don't have a chance in life Call us the wild ones, whatever you want To be a winner is our only strife We don't play by the book And we don't play any the rules By cheating in the game called life We conquer all the fools
Nice boys finish last
We're always the first To cross the line We always leave the good guys Twenty miles behind We're gonna play it rough We're gonna play it hard The Rock 'n Roll Rebels Got the winning card