I use my throat And I use my head And I'll do it, do it, do it, do it Until I'm dead Just a blue, blue train Racing through my brain But's a long runaway Trying to make me insane We use throats, strings We all use cables To live our lives That's the game boys Is about fight or die We're going on up, and up, and up Rock'n roll kings It only marginally interest me It's all the same It's all the same...
