Rock n' roll's like fightin' in the ring, we got together, to do our thing, we all play hard, we all play low, that's why we got together to sing this song. We take it on the road, to do what we feel, so they could see that we are real, hit the mat, play it cold, makes nice and good, we want more.
Everyone get on your feet. Wave your hands, turn up the heat. Got another show to go, we're all together, NOW! Everyone get on your feet. Wave your hands, turn up the heat. Got another show to go, we're all together, NOW!
We all live for the ring, that's the way life should be, sing a song that is going to be that's why the crowd comes along Won't get to bed 'till the dark at night, restin' our bodies, and soothin' our minds, then it's on to another show, with a million kids in line to go.
"And King Stone Cold is in the building, and he's armed!" "What!? Someone arrest that idiot! J.R! Can't you do something?" "What am I supposed to do, King?!" "Well...call somebody, do SOMETHING!" Best there is, best there was, best there ever will be
Vocals: Michel Begeame and Olli Schneider (Such a Surge) (on "Thorn in Your Eye") Guitar: Scott Ian (Anthrax) Guitar: Kenny Hickey (Type O Negative) Bass: Gary Meskil (Crumbsuckers/Pro Pain) Drums: Tim Mallare (Overkill)