It was the smoggy late Fifties and I was a kid

On black and white TV home-made jive lacked soul

Then a second-hand gramophone turned up

Forty fives from the States brought rock and roll

 

Rock Street was cobbled and motors were few

Novel chords beat the hell out of the fog

Sung by Elvis,Little Richard, Brenda Lee

Rhythm and blues licked alive by a Hound Dog

 

Electric bass and lead guitar, sexy vocals like no other

Rendered Acker and Lonnie's skiffle redundant

Ray Charles was blind but saw his way clear

Rock and roll hidden no more but abundant

 

Rock Street was cobbled and motors were few

Novel chords beat the hell out of the fog

Sung by Elvis, Little Richard, Brenda Lee

Rhythm and blues licked alive by a Hound Dog

 

Radio Luxembourg beamed in magic via ghostly transistors

Rock music made us all blood brothers and sisters

 

Rock Street was cobbled and motors were few

Novel chords beat the hell out of the fog

Sung by Elvis, Little Richard, Brenda Lee

Rhythm and blues licked alive by a Hound Dog