In the beggining, back In 1955
Man didn't know about a rock'n'roll show
And all that jive
The white man had the schmoltz
The black man had the blues
But no one knew what they were gonna do
But Tchaikovsky had the news
He said- 

"Let there be light" and there was light
"Let there be sound" and there was sound
"Let there be [bad word]  and there were [bad word] "Let there be guitar" and there was guitar
"Let There Be Rock" 

And it came to pass that rock'n'roll was born
And all across the land every rockin' band
Was blowing up a storm
And the guitar man got famous
The business man got rich
And then everybody was a superstar with a seven year itch
There were fifteen million fingers learning how to play
And you could hear the fingers picking
And this is what they had to say- 

"Let there be lights"
"Sound" [bad word] 
"Guitar"
"Let There Be Rock" 

One night in a club called "The Shaking Hand"
There was a ninety-two decibel rockin' band
And the music was good and the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd- 

"Let There Be Rock"