| They call me rock 'n' roll |
| I ain't young, and I ain't old |
| I ain't wrong, and I ain't right |
| I'm not black or white |
| You know, it's just that cold |
| I said, They call me rock and roll |
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| They call me rock 'n' roll |
| Said I shoulda died a long time ago |
| I ain't wrong, you know I ain't right |
| I'm not black or white |
| You know, it's just that cold |
| I said, They call me rock and roll |
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| Chains from the skyway |
| Never seem to set me free |
| Lights from the runway |
| They call out to me |
| But it's another city |
| Lord, it's another show |
| God bless rock and roll |
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| Keep on movin', keep on provin' |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
| Keep on shovin', keep on lovin' |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
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| Hotel breakfast |
| And I can't see straight |
| Newspaper people |
| Aw, and I can't be late |
| But it's another city |
| Lord, it's another show |
| God bless rock and roll |
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| Just keep on movin', keep on provin' |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
| Keep on shovin', keep on lovin' |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
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| Keep on movin', keep on provin' |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
| Keep on shovin', keep on lovin' |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
| God bless rock 'n' roll |
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| Ain't feelin' bad, but I know somethin's wrong |
| Why do the days seem so long? |
| Can't keep my brain on the daily routine |
| Gettin' anxious and feelin' mean |
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| I said, I can't wait for Friday night |
| I can't wait for Friday night |
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| (Can't wait) To let loose what's inside of me |
| (Can't wait) To let it flow and set it free |
| I can't wait for Friday night |
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| Front row center, I just gotta be there |
| Can't hear too good, but I don't care |
| Nobody knows what the music means to me |
| It's got the magic and I got the key |
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| I said, I can't wait for Friday night |
| I can't wait for Friday night |
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| (Can't wait) To let loose what's inside of me |
| (Can't wait) To let it flow and set it free |
| I can't wait for Friday night |
| I can't wait for Friday night |
| I can't wait for Friday night |
| (Let me tell you) I can't wait for Friday night |
| (Gettin' anxious) I can't wait for Friday night |
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| Backstage fury, the band's in a hurry |
| Outside, the audience waits |
| Guitars get in tune, and the noise in the room |
| Sounds like someone's crashin' down the gates |
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| Don't hide the feelin', the circus is here |
| Let your inhibitions go |
| Don't hide the feelin', the circus is here |
| Welcome to the rock and roll show |
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| By the second song, somethin' goes wrong |
| A cymbal falls off the stand |
| The roadie will catch it, he's paid to fetch it |
| The hidden member of the band |
| By the third encore, they're still screamin' for more |
| Bringin' the band to their knees |
| Playin' what they know, keepin' up the show |
| Can we turn the monitors up, please? |
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| Yessir |
| Ow, don't hide the feelin', the circus is here |
| Let your inhibitions go |
| Don't hide the feelin', the circus is here |
| Welcome to the rock and roll show |
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| Ow |
| They call me rock and roll |
| I ain't young, who said-a then I ain't old |
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| Now, I ain't wrong, no, I ain't right |
| I'm not black, and I sure ain't white |
| I said, They call me |
| Oh, they call me |
| Oh, they call me |
| Rock and roll |
| Rock and roll |
| Rock and, rock and, rock and roll |
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