And didn't it seduce your soul?
And they called him King of
And so I wrapped up my youth
in lots of pink and black clothing
And shrunk inside my radio
Listenin' to a rock 'n 'roll
Polka at go and a rock 'n 'roll show
That's all I ever talked about
Blue suede shoes and clear silk blues
And wishin' my side burns
When the sixties got out of control?
But the Mods and the Rockers
Slowly brought us back to rock and roll
but war began to take its toll.
So we marched on the na tion
and gave our frustrations
to the Beatles and rock and roll.
let's get on with the show,
young seems so much younger
And older doesn't seem so old
Cause I still get flipped out
on a good rolling stone song
Still crazy about my rock and roll
let's go to a rock and roll show
I've bridged a generation gap
And watchin' my hair fall out