When I was a kid all I wanted to be 
Was the meanest dude on the meanest machine 
Now I'm going to wrong way on a one-way street 
I never fit this society 

I don't really mind 
Doing my own time 
The three choices I ever came to find 
Were:Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 

I ain't looking for trouble but it's looking for me 
The law of the jungle is protecting me 
Lose sleep man stay out of your bed 
You might wind up in jail if you lose your head 

In death I might find 
True peace of mind 
But while I'm alive 
Free choice is mine 
It's either:Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 

I don't really mind 
Doing my own time 
The three choices I ever came to find 
Were either:Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll 
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll