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I been singing rock most all my life, I got three little boys and a sweet young wife _
I feed 'em good 'cause I make good bread, thank God for the man it s _ aid
R _ ock 'n' roll's the answer son, if you can't beat 'em, join em
Get your guitar, get your drum, get your set of iron clad ear drums
A thousand watt co lumn amp, you're in business s _ on _
_ Got my first Cadillac in '54, since then I've had about five _ more _
Mer cedes Benz and a Porsche or two, the other day I was thinking this wouldn't d _ o
'C _ ause the price of a Cadil lac times two, comes out to the cost of a Rolls Royce new
But soon the Cadillac's obselete and the Rolls Royce is still running sweet _
Figure on f _ our years inst _ ead of two, be fore you got to buy something new
Put an extra fifteen hundred in, to pay for the b _ ar and air con ditioning _ _
You don't _ need no chauf _ feur _ _, get your barten _ der and ride ba _ by _ _
_ So the other day I drove down from my hill, went to the bank to get me some bills
And boots and Levis worn in tan, I ambled into the Rolls Royce stand _
The showroom floor was quiet that day, I walked up to a silver gray
Silver Cloud all sleek and long, standing ther aloof and so alone _
Such a beautiful sight I never did see, it sparkled and shone like a Christmas tree _
It was really something to admire, I moved in close and I kicked a t _ ire _ _
Had to get some at tention, I got s _ ome _ quick _ ly _ _
W _ ell I was combing my hair down in the chrome, when up steps a man in a herringbone _
Said good morning s _ on, may I help you, I said yes sir I'd like to test drive this new _
Sil ver Cloud _ Two _
W _ ell he jumped b _ ack a pace or s _ o and looked me o _ ver from my head to my t _ oe
His face it f _ ormed in to a s _ neer, he said s _ orry kid the c _ ar stays here _
_ Don't you kick _ those tires _ _ don't open the _ doors, don't _ touch the chrome_ _
You're _ getting da ndruff on the _ radi ator_ _ _ _
Well I got put on for an hour or more, they ushered me in the bossman's door
It wasn't l _ ong til I come o _ ut, the bossman f _ ollowed up with a s _ hout _
Open the door t _ here, look a live _ and take this b _ oy for a test drive _ _
In the silver g _ ray Silver C _ loud _ the little cat's l _ oaded _ got lumps in his c _ lothes
_ You gotta look for _ those _ how do _ you think I got where _ I am t oday, _ hmm? _
N _ ow I'm driving al _ ong old _501, listening t _ o them big wheels h _ um
Got to get h _ ome be fore it's f _ ive, to take my w _ ife and kids for a d _ rive _ _ _ _
Now the moral i _ s, the part that's b _ est, never judge a m _ an by the way he's d _ ressed _
Don't brush him o _ ff or treat him w _ rong, he may be the s _ inger of rock songs _ _
Don't you forget i _ t, _ _ what's that pounding n _ oise, _ _ what's bur ning _
W _ ell the temperature's u _ p and the oil is d _ own, termites r _ unning a round and ar _ ound
On my dashb _ oard, _ _ spot on my winds _ hield, _ _ _ trade in time _ _ _ !
