text: Had to make do with a worn out rock and roll scene
  The old bop is getting tired
  Dont you know
  Well, you know what I mean?
  Fifty-eight that was great
  But its over now and thats all
  Something harders coming up
  Gonna knock a hole in the wall
  Gonna grab you hit you hard
  Gonna make you ten feet tall
  Well I hope that a brand new babys
  Gonna come along soon
  And you know it could happen
  Any old rainy afternoon
  When the temperatures down
  And the jukebox blowing a fuse
  And my temperature ride
  Just like a Sunday-school cruise
  And you know everybody in this world could use
  Modern times! - rock n roll
  Modern times! - rock n roll
  Get your high heeled guitar styled boots
  And some groovy clothes
  Get a hairpiece on your chest
  A ring through your nose
  Find a nice little man
  Whos gonna make you big, big star
  Stars in your eyes, ants in your pants
  You gotta go far
  And you know everybody
  In this bum sucking world should go far
  Rock n roll
  Rock n roll
  Rock n roll
  Rock n roll
  Rock n roll
  Rock n roll
  Rock n roll, everybody
  Rock n roll
  Rock n ro-oh-oh-ll
  Yeah