Recorded live at The Gothic Theater in Englewood, CO. This show was a benefit for our friend, Tommy Poole who was critically injured in a motorcycle accident. An interesting caveat, Aaron had been taken to detox the night before when a grouchy paramedic didn't care for his language and was only released one hour before set time. The other dudes were pretty pissed.

Lyrics

Now let me ask you somethin'
What are we drinkin' to?
We're drinkin' to Rock n Roll!
Singin' songs, yeah I'll sing a few
Singin' bout stealin' souls
What you got to bring to the table?
Your lady's willing, but you don't seem able
Maybe you'd better just leave it to the pros
Cause everybody knows

You're Rock n Rollin' for the man
We Rock for S-A-T-A-N
Colorado to Japan
Way down there in Sweet Home Alabam'
Beelzebub's our biggest fan
Whoa-oh

Now I ain't got no beef with you
But beat it dude, go on home
Cause I ain't one to hold back
Yeah my wolf-pack, we ride alone
Don't you know we are the chosen few
Lucifer's personal wrecking crew
What you got, it ain't gonna fly
And you wanna know why?

You're Rock n Rollin' for the man
We Rock for S-A-T-A-N
Colorado to Japan
Smokin' out there in Amsterdam
Beelzebub's our biggest fan
Whoa-oh

You're Rock n Rollin' for the man
We Rock for S-A-T-A-N
Colorado to Japan
Droppin' them bombs on Afghanistan
Beelzebub's our biggest fan
Whoa-oh