Up in the mornin' and out to school 
The teacher is teachin' the [bad word] 
American history and practical math 
You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass 
Workin' 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 lunch room's ready to sell 
You're lucky if you can find a seat 
You're fortunate if you have time to eat 
Back in the classroom, open your books 
Keep up the teacher don't know how mean she looks 

Soon as three o'clock rolls around 
You finally lay your burden down 
Close up your books, get out of your seat 
Down the halls and into the street 
Up to the corner and 'round the bend 
Right to the juke joint, you go in 

Drop the coin right into the slot 
You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot 
With the one you love, you're makin' romance 
All day long you been wantin' to dance, 
Feeling the music from head to toe 
Round and round and round we go 

Hail, hail rock and roll 
Deliver me from the days of old 
Long live rock and roll 
The beat of the [bad word]  loud and bold 
Rock, rock, rock and roll 
The feelin' is there, body and soul.