Rock City

(album: Damn Yankees - 1990)

Here comes the night time
And it's knocking at my door
Lady luck, she's come around
And she wants a little more

Down on the boulevard
They're screaming like a child
"If I can't play that mean guitar
It's gonna drive me wild, wild"

Rock City, here I come
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.

The sidewalk's moving
The palm trees sway
The switchblade girls line 'em up in L.A.
Everybody came here from somewhere to play
They wear their guitars low just like Jimmy Page

Well, I've been to London
I've been to France
I've been to Mississippi
Where they taught me to dance

Lord, have mercy, I ain't never seen
Nobody going down like this beauty queen

Rock City, here I come
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.

(I'm on fire)
(I'm on fire)
I'm on fire
(I'm on fire)
Just can't get enough (I'm on fire)
You can't stop me now (I'm on fire)
You can't hold me down (I'm on fire)
I said come on, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking
Can't stop rocking

Rock City, here I come
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.