So it goes There’s a bad Keith Moon arising So it goes I, Monster in control
And it knows I’m enemy Caesarean celebrity ripped from a corporate hole
Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll
So it goes There’s a blood red wound horizon Lock and load I. Monster on parole
And it’s ‘4 REAL’ suicide Time of your life on the knife’s edge sucks and blows
Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll Pay your dues to rock ‘n’ roll (no one seems to be dying about it)
(I’m holy walking, wearing barefeet, not just talking) (I’m humility, I’m honesty, I’m arrogance, I’m vanity) (I’m everything this needs from me) (I’m out of here, it stays with me) (the same as me, I hate these things, I love this, I hate this)