Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Church
Vocals
Jay Joyce
Electric Guitar
Lee Hendricks
Bass
Jason Hall
Background Vocals
Craig Wright
Drums
Jeff Hyde
Background Vocals
Matthew Wheeler
Background Vocals
Joanna Cotten
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Church
Songwriter
Casey Beathard
Songwriter
Michael P. Heeney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Joyce
Producer
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Executive Producer
Jason Hall
Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Matthew Wheeler
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
It ain’t a needle in a vein, it ain’t backstage sex
It ain’t lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain’t havin’ a posse full of hangers-on following you around
It ain’t long hair, tattoos, playin’ too loud, naw
Ain’t a middle finger on a tee shirt that the establishment’s trying to sell
It’s a guy with the balls, tellin’ the establishment to go to Hell
It ain’t about the money you make when a record gets sold
It’s about doin’ it for nothing, because it lives in your soul
That’s damn rock and roll
Now that’s damn rock and roll
It’s a rock through a window, it’s a riot in the street
It’s a rebel revolution that’s fightin’ for peace
It’s burn-baby-burn, it’s a brick in the wall
It’s the first one to stand and the last one to fall
It’s a hip shakin’ devil on a stage in Tupelo
It’s doin’ what you want, ‘stead of doin’ what you’re told
It’s a preacher burnin’ records, tellin’ folks they ought to pray
‘Cause the shepherd bought a Gibson and led the flock astray
That’s damn rock and roll
Give all you’ve got till there ain’t nothing left
Now that’s damn rock and roll
Yeah, when the Clash crashed the party and the party got loud
And the party turned into an angry crowd
Drowning demons feel no pain, found Nirvana wasted shame
Gone too soon just like a song
Hendrix, Joplin, what went wrong
Need some answers, right or wrong
Need something to blame it on
Blame it on, blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
Blame it on, blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
Blame it on, blame it on
That’s damn rock and roll
Give all you’ve got till there ain’t nothing left
That’s damn rock and roll
Another day
In another town
Load in the stage, and the lights, and the sound
Here they come boys
They opened doors
Count us off now Craig
One, two, three, four
That’s damn rock and roll
Give all you’ve got till there ain’t nothing left
That’s damn rock and roll
Every ounce of your blood and your sweat
Now that’s damn rock
That’s damn rock and roll
Rock and roll
Damn rock and roll
Rock and roll
Written by: Casey Beathard, Eric Church, Michael Heeney