Young Man's Game

Now there ain't no rules or regulations When you're playing rock'n'roll You got your backbeat in the driver's seat You're rollin' and it's out of control Now they say that it's a young man's game And that is who is fanning the flame But they seem to forget Who shot the rocket out of the hole You got your young string slingers Burnin' up and down the fretboard all day You got your metal on the darkside Warnin' of the judgement day But there's still a lot of guys on the road And they're knockin' down a backbeat, Lord We got thirty long years Of bringing people rock'n'roll [Chorus] Rockin' music makes us whole It doesn't matter if you're young or old They love to hear on the radio It takes your troubles away I'll tell you what don't work for me That crazy ideology That says playin' that rock'n'roll Is just a young man's game Now if you're playin' in a collesium Or in a smoky old club Long as all the people rockin' There's a whole lotta shakin' going on When you're singin' in harmony And you're down on your bended knee Throw your guitar in the trunk And drive your Cadillac to the show (Repeat Chorus) [Bridge] (Repeat Chorus) I'm hear to tell you it drives me insane To hear that rock'n'roll music's Just a young man's game Drivin' in my car I'm tryin' to relax But those rock'n'roll critics goin' yak yak yak I'm here to tell you it drives me insane To hear that rock'n'roll music's Just a young man's game Drivin' in my car I'm tryin' to relax Have Mercy! Those critics talkin' yak yak yak!