You can't stop rock 'n' roll Can't stop, can't you stop it Can't stop you can't stop it Now you can ride it high And you can light the way Lift up your hands in praise Here it comes, you're never gonna top it On a run, no way you can stop it Total style,

And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh, no no no I'm a rocket man Burnin' out his fuse Up there alone She packed my bags last night, pre-flight

Morning is coming Morning is on it's way It's revelation day Sweet nightingale Wake up, it's a beautiful day 'Cause I be rocking in my shoes To this sweet reggae groove Ain't nobody gonna spoil my mood Oh nightingale

A little bit later on When the stars come out And the sun’s long gone We’re gonna drink up a lotta beer a little later on You know out in the country don’t make no plans We’re gonna get on outta here a little later on Rockin' out all night and roll back

Ain't no time for talking Show me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't be afraid to move it You got everything I like so

Sometimes I feel turned around And upside down And sometimes maybe I drink too much But my heart's still in touch I remember standing tall telling you I'm gonna be a rock n roll star When someone said "Sit down boy" "You already are" So raise your hands

It ain't me (The Bowery, whiskey neat, grateful, I'm so grateful) Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning? It ain't me It ain't me, no, no I had a dream Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep? Who's waking up to drive you

You can't stop rock 'n' roll Can't stop, can't you stop it Can't stop you can't stop it Now you can ride it high And you can light the way Lift up your hands in praise Here it comes, you're never gonna top it On a run, no way you can stop it Total style,

Me and my gang Jump on that train It's a brother and a sister kind of thing We live to ride, we ride to live Grab hold of them reins We're gonna rock this thing Cock this thing Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang with Yeah, me and my gang

We're gettin' off today We'll pick you up and take you away Get down tonight Smokin', Smokin' We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin' I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll You gotta let