Morning rolls around
I'll be still in bed
Won't get up till noon
A party's in my head
Out last night
Can't remember where
Had a great time
So I don't really care
Give me some space
Raise a little hell
Lend me your ear
Got a story to tell
Not your average Kid
Known it all along
Born of Man
Raised by Rock & Roll
Father's on the phone
To the preacher he calls
Mom is convinced
To the devil I fall
Everybody talks
They talk about me
I don't give a darn
It's me I gotta be
Give me some space
Raise a little hell
Lend me your ear
Got a story to tell
Not your average Kid
Known it all along
Born of Man
Raised by Rock & Roll
Music's been my language
From the cradle to the stage
Call it what you want
It's more than just a phase
I have done my time
I have paid my dues
This is what I want
This is what I choose
Living through my headphones
I've been breathing through my mic
I'm destined for stardom
You say what you like
I got no grudges
Got no complaints
I'm living in my own world of
Six and four string saints
Give me some space
Raise a little hell
Lend me your ear
Got a story to tell
Not your average Kid
Known it all along
Born of Man
Raised by Rock & Roll
Give me some space
Raise a little hell
Lend me your ear
Got a story to tell
Not your average Kid
Known it all along
Born of Man
Raised by Rock & Roll
Give me some space
Raise a little hell
Lend me your ear
Got a story to tell
Not your average Kid
Known it all along
Born of Man
Raised by Rock & Roll