Triumph

The ghosts of Woodstock still haunt
the next of kin
But the screams and shouts
have turned to whispers on the wind
The time has come to face the music again
Back 'em up against the wall
and bring the hammer down
Tell 'em that was then, my friend,
but this is here and now
CHORUS:
Rock Out, Roll On
Rock out we've waited so long
Rock Out, Roll On we keep holding on
We've waited so long we've got to be strong
We'll just keep holdin' on...
Can't you hear the future
knockin' down the door
Can't you hear the footsteps
on the killing floor
Comes a time when you can't take anymore