The ghosts of Woodstock still haunt the next of kin
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But the screams and shouts have turned to whispers on the wind
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The time has come to face the music again
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Back 'em up against the wall and bring the hammer down
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Tell 'em that was then, my friend, but this is here and now
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CHORUS:
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Rock Out, Roll On
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Rock out we've waited so long
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Rock Out, Roll On we keep holding on
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We've waited so long we've got to be strong
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We'll just keep holdin' on...
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Can't you hear the future knockin' down the door
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Can't you hear the footsteps on the killing floor
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Comes a time when you can't take anymore
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When you've made up your mind, you step over the line
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Then it's all just a question of time
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CHORUS
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A chance will surely come your way
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To say the things you need to say
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To play like no one else has played
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And blow them away
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Is it any wonder we somehow survive
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The strength and the power comes from somewhere inside
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You learn to turn your cheek and swallow your pride
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Coming to the wire, fighting fire with fire
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Driven on by this burnin' desire
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CHORUS
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Rock Out, Roll On
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Triumph |