new dress on And all the guys with the x-ray eyes Check her out as she walks on by She's a primitive girl the jewel of my desire A slave to the rhythm
soul Cry me a river, call it rock and roll Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie Pass me a microphone I need to testify Well I speak to machines
have to die The Gods you worship are steel At the altar of rock 'n' roll you kneel A slave who forever rocks Is chained in the devil's locks And slain
