Mama knows and papa knows that rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now

Baby been cutting his teeth on Bo Diddley's, I'm a man, man
Listen to the Wolfman howl
See the white man sailing his ship on the sea
Watch the white man shackle the black man to a tree

To the invader go the fruits of war
He misses home and his boots are sore
He has not got no roots no more
He comes for your gold
Watch out for your soul

Tennis shoes, and rhythm'n'blues
Are second generation
All across the nation now
Mama knows and papa too, that rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now

To the invader go the fruits of war
He misses home and his boots are sore
He has not got no roots no more
He comes for your gold
Watch out for your soul
'Cause mama knows and papa knows that rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now
I said rock'n'roll is music now
Yeah now, hey, hark

Rock'n'roll is music, rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now
Rock'n'roll is music, rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now

Rock'n'roll is music, rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now
Rock'n'roll is music, rock'n'roll is music
Rock'n'roll is music now