Rattle My Bones

Maybe I drink too much

You think I'm hard to touch

That's just the way I am

You think my hair's too long

You don't know right from wrong

You'll never get to me

We're going up

Doing time on the bright side of town

Turn on the night

Living it up in fast lane

You put me down in the name of jealousy

It don't matter at all

'Cause I'm and old school son of a bitch

I do the talking with my fist

Got your six- guns loaded

but you can't catch me

it don't matter at all

'Cause I'm a handsome son of a gun

Raisin' hell and having fun

Won't let it rattle, rattle my bones

Won't let it rattle

This is my heart and soul

I call it rock n roll

That's just my point of view

I'd rather hang with my cats

And rolling dice with the rats

You know it's up to me