The last minute I'm living, I'll tell you no lie

I'll be a rocker till the day I die

Whips



I got no money for food, but that ain't a drag

'Cause I get my kicks from plastic bag



Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker



Don't care for me, I don't care for you

So let me live my life just like I want to do



Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker



I've respect for none, I shag nothing I do

And I break the law just like you wanted to



Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker



Don't laugh at my style, don't laugh at me

'Cause I'm the man you ain't the guts to be



Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker



I could've stayed at school, I could've got a degree

But there is no-one else that I'd rather be



Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker



I want to live it fast, I don't want to slow down

There's no place for me in this crazy town



Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker



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