Oh! Yeah! Oh!. Gather 'round guys. It's time to start listenin'. Practice makes perfect. But perfect's not workin'. There's a law out 'bout music. That no one really cute's gonna be. You can play all the right notes. But that don't mean you move with me. But if you can jump. Like David Lee Roth. Or pump your fist like your brooms the boss. If you got a heart and soul. You can rock and roll. Rock and roll. Strummin'. Drummin'. Slide across from runnin'. The stage is your home if you learn how to own it. Like the great Stid. There's no way that you can fake it. You've got to feel the beat before you can move. Even though you're not wearing blue suede shoes. Makin' mistakes. But that won't matter. If you can swagg like 'ol Mick Jagger. If you got a heart and soul. You can rock and roll. You can rock and roll. If you live and you die. For the music inside. If the one for five never gets sold. Then you can rock and roll. Rock and roll. Alright now take it low. Now I need the spotlight to hit me. Right here. As the crowd starts to cheer. I need the fan to blow right through my rock star hair. Right here. If you can scream like Axl Rose. Or sing like Christina a show after show. If you've got a heart and soul. You can rock and roll. If you've got a heart and soul. You can rock and roll