It was a hard life, too, when I got into a band I worked from 9 to 5 as if I had to make a sound Playing up a smoke right, was nothing to me I had to have my many lights, I knew it's gotta be Stacks of amps, the winning hand, the bright lights everywhere That good old glimmer disco and do we do or dare. So I aimed to be a star and when I got it big and far I got some money, found a new honey and bought a funky car But as my records started selling almost too well I thought that would be the end, that I would go to hell Stacks of amps, the winning hand, the bright lights everywhere That good old glimmer disco and do we do or dare. ♪ Now I'm on the top and now I can look down on you I see gold at my feet when I a lick or two I could've caught all the gold that girls can buy But I can't run away when the crowd begins to cry Stacks of amps, the winning hand, the bright lights everywhere That good old glimmer disco and do we do or dare. ♪ I'm the fastest, loudest son of a bitch when it comes to rock 'n' roll Yeah, I'm the fastest, Loudest son of a bitch when it comes to rock 'n' roll I'm the fastest, loudest, I'm the greatest, I am the best