C'mon ...      Up in the morning and out to school   The teacher is teaching the golden rule   American history and practical maths   You studyin' hard and you're hopin' to pass   Ooh you're working your fingers right down to the bone   And the guy behind you won't leave you alone      Ring ring goes the bell   The cook in the kitchen is ready to sell   But you're lucky if you can find a seat   You're fortunate if you got time to eat   Well back in the classroom open your books   Ooh the teacher don't know how mean she looks      Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll   Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll   Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roooooll      As soon as 3 o'clock goes around   You finally lay your burden down   Throw down your books and outta your seat   You go down the hallway into the street   And you're tryin' to forget just where you've been   You find a juke joint, you go in      You drop the quarter right into the slot   You gotta hear something that's really hot, like me   With the one you love you're makin' romance   All day long they wanted to dance   And you're feeling the music from head to toe   As round and round and round you go   Get over here      Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll   Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll   Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll, hey      Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll   Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll   Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, c'mon      Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll   Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll   Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll