I’m what you call a rock’n’roll bastard ... you either love me or you hate me.

Hey hey hey, ho ho ho / Joey’s gone—say it ain’t so / Hey hey hey, ho ho ho / Joey’s gone, but it was too soon to go.

So you don’t know what you came in for / And you can’t take what I got in store / I’ll always be happy to show you the door ...

No more trying to merge with the mainstream / Let the mainstream merge with me.

The sounds at the fall of night / Made us feel all right / We were dancing in the moonlight / Like spirits in the night.