You know I been thinkin' Lord, about the hard sides of rock and roll. They say you can't make no money, Oh, unless you're the Rolling Stones. That put a chip on my shoulder; Gave me the fire in my in my blood.
[Chorus] Children of the Earth, Listen what I say. You made rock and roll What it is today. And no two-bit fascist Is gonna shoot us down. So come on children, Bring your guns to town. Shoot 'em down!
We can rock and roll all night long. And I want to see you out there feelin' strong. And I want to give you, ooh, the shot you need. I'll be your doctor. You just call on me. Call on me, baby, baby. Call on me, call on me, baby.
[Repeat: x2] Keep on rockin' Keep on rockin' Keep on, rock 'n' roll Gonna never die
[Repeat: x3] Keep on rockin' Keep on rockin' Keep on, rock 'n' roll Gonna never die