1-2-3 I have no head for figures. My hands cannot explain.
Endangered animals and that’s it grain.
I see dead rivers running dry. I see the activists who march and cry.
O How they cry singing. Why must we desecrate this land?
I’ll tell you why because we can. That’s why.
Save the whales, save the seals, save the eagle,
Save the bison and the beach.
Why not save your breath.
Save the propos, save the dolphin save the gerbil,
Save the raccoon and the rat.
Why not save some stamps.
I am a human. I’m a goddamn human being. I walk erect.
See the cheetah all so supple leaning quick as he chases a gazem.
But he can’t drive a car at least not very far.
I am a human. I’m a goddamn human being. I can pay for sex.
(Hey there’s a great show on the discovery channel tonight
The history of the badger. Hmm I wonder what badger tastes like?
I don’t know probably tastes like ferrite. Wow you’ve tried ferrite.
Yea. What’s it taste like? Chicken.)
I am a human. I’m a goddamn human being. I can wipe my ass.
What give mankind the right to kill at will? I’ll tell you what guns.
Big fucking guns with giant fucking bullets pal.
I am a human. I’m a goddamn human being. I can shave my balls.(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
The band's on stage and it's one of those nights, oh yeah
The drummer thinks that he is dynamite, oh yeah
You lovely ladies in your leather and lace
A thousand lips I would love to taste
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
Now who's that black girl in the bright blue hair, oh yeah
Now don't you know that it's rude to stare, oh yeah
I'm not so green but I'm feelin' so fresh
I simply like to put her to the test
She's so alive and she's dressed to kill, but
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
Now I ain't lookin' for no pretty face, oh no
Or for some hooker workin' roughish trade
And there ain't nothing like a perfect mate
And I ain't lookin' for no wedding cake
But I been talkin' 'bout it much too long
I think I better sing just one more song
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
I'm simply dying for some thrills and spills
Oh yeah
If you can't rock me
If you can't rock me, somebody will
Somebody will, somebody will
If you can't rock me
Well, well, well, well