I was standing at the jukebox humming to the good old tunes My heart beat the rhythm but my soul was feeling the blues I called the boys and we jammed all through the night After all these years we never lost the bite
All aboard, roll the trucks, destination stage Hear the call, join the gang, you gotta break out of the vicious cage
To rock or not to be Take this ride with me To rock or not to be Gonna set us free free free
The bassdrum's pounding and the guitars screaming along Amps on eleven 'til the fuses are all blown Loud and proud, sea of sweat, all hands in the air If you can't get enough, we'll rock you through the night, 'til you get your share
All aboard, roll the trucks, destination stage Hear the call, join the gang, you gotta break out of the iron cage
To rock or not to be Take this ride with me To rock or not to be Gonna set us free free free
To rock or not to be Take this ride with me To rock or not to be Gonna set us free
To rock or not to be Take this ride with me To rock or not to be Oh yeah, rock it