I've been downed by a hell lotta people
Telling me what I can't do
I play no honky tonk, boogie woogie, cover rock crap
I tell you what I really do
I got some drums, bass and big ass guitar
And stomp the hell outta you
I tell ya bang your heads, move to the beat
Hell yeah, it start to feel real good

This is mission control, bad to the bone tonight
We sold our souls for rock'n'roll
You gotta lay down the law, babe
Tell me what you gonna do
Smell the gasoline burning, a freight train running
Tell me what you gonna, what you gonna do

See a face in the mirror ahead, tell you gonna see
You should stand a little prouder, shout a littler louder
Hell yah, thats what you gonna be
This is mission control, bad to the bone tonight
We sold our souls for rock'n'roll