Ever since I heard the words to Johnny B. Goode There was somethin' 'bout the message In the music that I understood Spendin' all my money on those old 45's Stacks and stacks of records wax All that I could buy Pappa called me crazy, momma prayed for my soul I was in love, livin' for the rock 'n' roll Now when the weekend came around we'd all head into town To see the latest bands and what they were layin' down Me and all my buddies we'd be waitin' in line In sleeping bags, sharin' drags Cannabis and wine We got so crazy that we stole the show Stayin' high, livin' for the rock 'n' roll Yeah, we're goin' to the rock 'n' roll shows Well, a lot of years went by, now I'm out on the road The shoe's on the other foot, welcome to the show This time the music's on me, hey When I look outside an' see the kids all waitin' in line In sleeping bags, sharin' drags Brings me back to mind Those crazy days we were out of control Got no regrets, livin' for the rock 'n' roll Yeah, we're goin' to the rock 'n' roll shows Livin' for the rock 'n' roll Yeah, we're goin' to the rock 'n' roll shows Do you remember Johnny B. Goode? How 'bout Elvis and those Blue Suede Shoes? Do you remember Fats Dominoe? Rock, rock, rockin' on the radio, hey