Ooh, yeah
Mmm, yeah
Wayward sons walk their sacred ground
City streets lead us homeward bound
Too young to worry, too old to cry
I'd live my life then I'd gladly die
For the thrill of the k**
I get my kicks, I always will
From the thrill of the k**
We keep rollin' on, yeah
Bop-a-luda, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah
So take a stroll down this one way street
You make a stand then you're knocked off your feet
You can laugh, you can cry, you can dance or sing
When it's close to the bone, you'd give everything
For the thrill of the k**
I get my kicks, I always will
From the thrill of the k**
We keep rollin' on and on
Oh, yeah!
From the thrill of the k**
I get my kicks, I always will
From the thrill of the k**
We keep rollin' on and on
From the thrill of the k**
From the thrill of the k**
From the thrill of the k**
We keep rollin' on
On and on and on and on and on