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


Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll

Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll


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

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


Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll


Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll

Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll


Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll




I don't really mind


Doing my own time


The three choices I ever came to find

Were either:Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll


Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll


Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll

Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll