A They say that you play too loud Well, baby, that's tough They say that you've got too much Can't get enough They tell you that you look a fool Or maybe I'm a fool for you State that your mind's diseased Shakey stuff Chorus: G D/F# A And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation G D/F# A Ma's own whipping boy G D/F# A Rock 'n' roll damnation D E Take a chance, while you still got the choice You say that you want respect Honey, for what? For everything that you done for me Well, uh, thanks a lot Come on Get up off your bended knees You can set your mind at ease My temperature's runnin' hot Oh, I been waiting all night for a bite of what you got Chorus G/A D Oh, it's a hard life G/A D (Damnation) They're putting you down G/A D (Damnation) All over town G/A D (Damnation) 'Cause you're way out of reach G/A Livin' on the street, D you got to practice what you preach Chorus: And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation Ma's own whipping boy Rock 'n' roll damnation Take a chance, while you still got the choice A (Damnation) You left a happy home (Damnation) To live on your own (Damnation) You want to live in sin (Damnation) It's a rock 'n' roll (Damnation) Just too fond of the joy (Damnation) You're a toy for a boy (Damnation) You got dollars in your eyes (Damnation) Always chasing the pie in the sky (Damnation) Rock 'n' roll (damnation) | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E F# G |