Home grown Rock to the rhythm, and bop to the beat of the radio You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role You can play with me And all the bros Try for the courage and try for charity's tight clothes She got a hat and all he has is his asshole She'll be a' boppin to me And her hair-do He knows the lipstick kisses, oh yeah that's the right move Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you The only one you see Now take me down Don't you let those tears quench the thirsty ground Don't you be so scared that you can't make a sound Make a sound for me All of London sings 'Cause England's swings and they sure love the tales I bring You know the rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the King The King they want to see Home grown Rock to the rhythm, and bop to the beat of the radio You ain't gotta sing but you got the face to play the role You can play with me And her hair-do And those lipstick kisses, oh yeah that's the right move Makes me feel like I'm the one who's moving you The only one you see All of London sings 'Cause England's swings and they sure love the tales I bring And those the rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the King The King they want to be