I don't give a shit.
Old blood's cryin' out in my head and body.
I never forget 1st impulse, yeh.
Lowbrows easy come, easy go as money. So I'm singin' proud.
This is a song for all nations.
Regardless of color and class, this town belongs to all of us.
This is a song for all nations. Everybody's walkin' in same blood.

Punk'n'roll men....
The longest line and a winding road, all is just in front of you.
Punk'n'roll men....
The longest line and a winding road are our ties, I'm sure.
Punk'n'roll men....

I don't remember what a great man said, but
what you said casually.
We're just boys hangin' out the corner at that time,
and here we shout. Rllin', we've gotta do that.
This is a song for all nations.
Regardless of color and class, the town belongs to all of us.
This is a song for all nations. Everybody's walkin' in same blood.

Punk'n'roll men....
The longest line and a winding road, all is just in front of you.
Punk'n'roll men....
The longest line and a winding road are our ties, I'm sure.
Punk'n'roll men....

This is a song for all nations.
Regardless of color and class, this town belongs to all of us.
This is a song for all nations. Everybody's walkin' in same blood.

Punk'n'roll men....
The longest line and a winding road, all is just in front of you.
Punk'n'roll men....
The longest line and a winding road are our ties, I'm sure.
Punk'n'roll men....

This town belongs to all of us. Punk'n'roll men.
This is a song for all nations. Punk'n'roll men.
This town belongs to all of us. Punk'n'roll men.
This is a song for all nations.