Jet Fuel Rock and Roll

What is the reason
I hear you say
What keeps you out
What keeps you away
Why do you do it
Does it keep you alive
What's the substance
What's the drive
Of the highs and the lows
The rise and the fall
And a drop of jet fuel called rock and roll
Get in the van
And hit the road
500 miles through sleet and snow
Low on sleep
High on soul
Running on empty
Out I crawl
The highs and the lows
The rise and the fall
And a drop of jet fuel called rock and roll
When I'm sad and low
And struck with the blues
Alone in the darkness
Scared and confused
Rise from the dead
Jump in the hearse
For better or worse
Living under the curse of the highs and the lows
The rise and the fall
And a drop of jet fuel called rock and roll