Letra de Dead, Jail or Rock 'n' Roll - Michael Monroe

Little Steven & Nasty Suicide
When I was a kid all I wanted to be
Was the meanest dude on the meanest machine
Now I'm going to wrong way on a one-way street
I never fit this society
I don't really mind
Doing my own time
The three choices I ever came to find
Were:
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll

I ain't looking for trouble but it's looking for me
The law of the jungle is protecting me
Lose sleep man stay out of your bed
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You might wind up in jail if you lose your head
In death I might find
True peace of mind
But while I'm alive
Free choice is mine
It's either:
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll

I don't really mind
Doing my own time
The three choices I ever came to find
Were always:
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll