C'mon ...

Up in the morning and out to school

The teacher is teaching the golden rule

American history and practical maths

You studyin' hard and you're hopin' to pass

Ooh you're working your fingers right down to the bone

And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring ring goes the bell

The cook in the kitchen is ready to sell

But you're lucky if you can find a seat

You're fortunate if you got time to eat

Well back in the classroom open your books

Ooh the teacher don't know how mean she looks

Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll

Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll

Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roooooll

As soon as 3 o'clock goes around

You finally lay your burden down

Throw down your books and outta your seat

You go down the hallway into the street

And you're tryin' to forget just where you've been

You find a juke joint, you go in

You drop the quarter right into the slot

You gotta hear something that's really hot, like me

With the one you love you're makin' romance

All day long they wanted to dance

And you're feeling the music from head to toe

As round and round and round you go

Get over here

Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll

Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll

Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll, hey

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, c'mon

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll