Shake up the future   Rattle this cage   Roll down the road to the next show that doesn’t pay      I’m still holding onto rock ‘n’ roll   Holding onto rock ‘n’ roll      14 years growing up in bars   Sleeping on floors   Playing cheap guitars      I’m still holding onto rock ‘n’ roll   Holding onto rock ‘n’ roll      The late, late nights   The early day jobs   Rust on the strings   Blood on the knobs      I’m still holding onto rock ‘n’ roll   Holding onto rock ‘n’ roll      With many people   I’ve shared a stage   They’ve moved on and I never changed      I’m still holding onto rock ‘n’ roll   Holding onto rock ‘n’ roll      Maybe I’ve wasted all my time like a fool   But I’ve heard pain tear itself out of a piece of wood   So wake me up when we get to where we’re playing tonight   So i can call my family and tell them I’m still alive      We’ll walk on that stage and play like it’s the last time   ‘Cause it might be   It might be   Turn the amps on and count it out   Close your eyes   Take a breath   This is what it’s like to live without doubt