You own the stations and it's one against oneTurn it up or get it offYou've got the power and the money and the gunsSo what's the deal ? It's only bucksYou say your cause is the wreckage of the judgedDo it right or cut it outYou use excuses like you're working with a crutchDon't play dumb, so what's oneSo this is your page, shot down twiceAfraid to take chances that can burn up your lifeAnd you hang in the balance 'cause nobody caresI've seen your ways, they're going nowhereBreak out the jack, you could've been a rolling stoneYou've gotten older but you still feel like a kidGo back to back, do what you didYou're just a passenger and life is but the courseBreak some rules, be a forceBack to back
