You sing about waking up in the morning But you're never up before noon You look completely different from those straights Who walked around on the moon The clothes you wear Would suit and old times baloons You're allways nowhere But you'll realize pretty soon That's all that you care Isn't worth a twelve bar tune You won't believe you're just one more flower Among so many flowers that sprout You just feel faintly pround when you hear they shout Very loud: "you're not allowed in here, get out" That's what rock'n'roll is all about That's what rock'n'roll is all about That's what rock'n'roll is all about I mean, that's what rock'n'roll was all about