I've been downed by a hell lotta people Telling me what I can't do I play no honky tonk, boogie woogie, cover rock crap I tell you what I really do I got some drums, ba** and big a** guitar And stomp the hell outta you I tell ya bang your heads, move to the beat Hell yeah, it start to feel real good This is mission control, bad to the bone tonight We sold our souls for rock'n'roll You gotta lay down the law, babe Tell me what you gonna do Smell the gasoline burning, a freight train running Tell me what you gonna, what you gonna do See a face in the mirror ahead, tell you gonna see You should stand a little prouder, shout a littler louder Hell yah, thats what you gonna be This is mission control, bad to the bone tonight We sold our souls for rock'n'roll Chorus