Lyrics

[Verse 1] Mama said turn that hell-bent rock n' roll noise down You ain't gon' listen to that garbage in this house So when the lights went out, I'd sneak those headphones on Sing along in my head to all those rebel songs [Chorus] The Stones and The Band, yeah, the drink in my hand Yeah, they don't give a damn, yeah, you hold on to it Highway to Hell and stairway to Heaven Up to eleven in Daddy's old Buick It saved my soul and cut right through it Thank God for Devil Music [Verse 2] I saved up all summer for a fifty-dollar pawn shop shit guitar And Jeff's mom was cool enough to let us be garage band stars We wеre bad, we werе loud, had all the neighbors sayin' "Turn it off, cut it out", oh, but we kept playin' [Chorus] The Stones and The Band, yeah, the drink in my hand Yeah, they don't give a damn, yeah, you hold on to it Highway to Hell and stairway to Heaven Up to eleven, so therapeutic It saved my soul and cut right through it Thank God for Devil Music [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] The Stones and The Band, yeah, the drink in my hand Yeah, they don't give a damn, yeah, you hold on to it Highway to Hell and stairway to Heaven Up to eleven, that's when I knew it It saved my soul and cut right through it And I still get high when I listen to it Thank God for Devil Music [Outro] That damned old Devil Music Thank God for Devil Music