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"