I know you´re only talking
To keep the silence out
Maybe you should listen and leave some room for doubt
You´re just handing out bad reputations
Why don´t you shut your mouth

Overnight sensation,
All mouth and no soul
The bad boys sold your franchise
And stole your Rock ´n´ Roll

I know I ain´t no beauty
But I know who I am
I ain´t running for sheriff
I ain´t that kind of man
To live outside the law , my dear
You gotta give a damn

Overnight sensation
You be shot full of holes
The bad boys stole your franchise
And stole your Rock ´n´ Roll

You know you put the hurt on me
You do it all the same
Us guys ain´t s´pose to hurt at all
Our faces fit the frame
You know I´m only talking
To keep you here with me
Maybe you should listen
How hard could it be
Good manners don´t cost nothing
But that ain´t what you want from me

Overnight sensation
Turn your hard heart cold
The bad boys sold your franchise
And stole your Rock ´n´ Roll

You´re just looking for someone
To take your spirit home
The bad boys sold your franchise, baby
And stole your Rock ´n´ Roll

Writer : KILMISTER, IAN FRASER / CAMPBELL, PHILIP ANTHONY / DELAOGLOU, MICAEL KIRIAKOS
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.