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[Verse 1]
Had to make do with the worn out rock and roll scene
The old bop's gettin' tired, need a rest, well, you know what I mean
Fifty-eight, that was great, but it's over now, and that's all
Somethin' harder's comin' up, gonna really knock a hole in the wall
Gonna hit ya, grab ya hard, make ya feel ten feet tall
[Verse 2]
Well, I hope that big, new baby's gonna come along soon
You don't know, it could happen, any ol' rainy afternoon
When the temperature's down and the jukebox blown a fuse
And my musical life's feelin' like a long Sunday school cruise
And you know that there's one thing every single body could use
Yeah, listen little baby, let me tell you what it's all about
[Verse 3]
(Modern times) Rock'n'roll
(Modern times) Rock'n'roll
[Verse 4]
Get your high heeled guitar star boots and some groovy clothes
Get a hair piece on your chest and a ring through your nose
Find a nice little man who say's he's gonna make you a real big star
Stars in your eyes and ants in your pants, think you should go far
Everybody in this bum suckin' world is gonna know who you are
(Look out)
[Verse 5]
(Modern times) Rock'n'roll
Written by: Roger Taylor
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