[Roger: A one, two, three, four, one, two, three, four]

Had to make do with a worn out rock and roll scene
The old bop is getting tired
Don't you know
Well, you know what I mean?

Fifty-eight that was great
But it's over now and that's all

Something harder's coming up
Gonna knock a hole in the wall

Gonna grab you hit you hard
Gonna make you ten feet tall

Well I hope that a brand new baby's
Gonna come along soon
And you know it could happen
Any old rainy afternoon

When the temperature's down
And the jukebox blowing a fuse
And my temperature ride
Just like a Sunday-school cruise
And you know everybody in this world could use
Modern times! - rock 'n' roll
Modern times! - rock 'n' roll

Get your high heeled guitar styled boots
And some groovy clothes
Get a hairpiece on your chest
A ring through your nose

Find a nice little man
Who's gonna make you big, big star
Stars in your eyes, ants in your pants
You gotta go far

And you know everybody
In this bum sucking world should go far

Rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll
(Rock 'n' roll)
(Rock 'n' roll)
Rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll, everybody
Rock 'n' roll
(Rock 'n' roll)
(Ow, rock 'n' roll)
Rock 'n' ro-oh-oh-ll
Yeah