"'79: Rock'n'roll Will Ruin Your Life" lyrics

"Listen up, kid," Mama said, "I'm gonna make you scream
When I take you backstage behind that rock'n'roll dream
You think it's all money
Controlled substances
P-p-premarital sex and bizarre dances
You think it's all noise
A vast circus of fun
Well I wouldn't say this to just anyone

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life
Like your old no-goodnik dad
Kill your soul and kill your wife
Rock'n'roll will ruin your life
And make you sad
And I mean sad"

You laugh now maybe (ha!) but wait 'til you hear
I've got no use for groupies, too shy and too queer
The truth about drugs? Well, I can't afford those
'Cause a lot of my money flew up the circus' nose
And all that noise gave me hyperacusis
So turn this record down or it'll happen to you, sis

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life
Like your old no-goodnik dad
Kill your soul and kill your wife
Rock'n'roll will ruin your life
And make you sad
And I mean sad

Rock'n'roll will ruin your life
Like your old no-goodnik dad
Kill your soul and kill your wife
Rock'n'roll will ruin your life
And make you sad