What’s that you’ve got?

What’s that you’ve got inside?

I’ve got my music

You know it gets me by

Turn on the radio

Turn my troubles away

It’s my drug

That’s going to eat me someday

King of guitars

Falling from the sky

There’s so many

Want to give it a try

Hits of the radio

Small boys fantasy

Some say: „Who cares

what it really means?”

’Cause it’s only rock and roll

Nothing more

Only rock and roll Rock and roll

Nothing more

Travelled so fast

Need something to hold on to

Their, so much

Sit back, inside with you

So turn on the radio

Turn it way up high

It’s so easy

And you know it gets me by

And it's only rock and roll...^[1]