It's Called Rock'n Roll

Music has charms That can sooth the savage breast And there's one type I like A little better than the rest With it's roots in blues, rhythm and soul I love to feel the beat Of what's called Rock'n Roll It's called Rock'n Roll The sound of which I never grow tired It's called Rock'n Roll There is no adjective required It's called Rock'n Roll Until my dying day A feeling this good Should never go away Some twangy guitars And a swampy beat Maybe some Wurly And some funky B3 When you're on the dance floor You can feel it in your gut It's a natural reaction to Start shakin' your butt It's called Rock'n Roll The sound of which I never grow tired It's called Rock'n Roll There is no adjective required It's called Rock'n Roll Until my dying day A feeling this good Should never go away It's called Rock'n Roll There is no adjective required Rock'n Roll Until my dying day Hey, hey It's called Rock'n Roll The sound of which I never grow tired It's called Rock'n Roll There is no adjective required It's called Rock'n Roll Until my dying day A feeling this good Should never go away It's called Rock'n Roll It's called Rock'n Roll It's called Rock'n Roll A feeling this good Should never go away A feeling this good Should never go away