Hear ye, hear ye, friends and Romans, countrymen
Hear ye, hear ye, punks and skins, and journeymen
Hear ye, hear ye, my sisters and my bretheren
The time is coming near

Come ye, come ye, to soulless corporate circus tops
Come ye, come ye, to toilet circuit touring snobs
Come ye, come ye, to bedrooms, bars, and bunker squats
The sound is ringing clear

Now who´d have thought that after all
Something as simple as rock ´n´ roll would save us all
And who´d have thought that after all, it was rock ´n´ roll

Hear ye, hear ye, now anybody could take this stage
Hear ye, hear ye, and make miracles for minimum wage
Hear ye, hear ye, these folk songs for the modern age
Will hold us in their arms

Right here, right now, Elvis brings his children home
Right here, right now, you never have to feel alone
Right here, right now, teenage kicks and gramophones
We hold them in our hearts

Now who´d have thought that after all
Something as simple as rock ´n´ roll would save us all
And who´d have thought that after all, it was rock ´n´ roll

And I still believe (I still believe) in the saints
Yeah, in Jerry Lee and in Johnny and all the greats

And I still believe (I still believe) in the sound
That has the power to raise a temple and tear it down

And I still believe (I still believe) in the need
For guitars and drums and desperate poetry

And I still believe (I still believe) that everyone
Can find a song for every time they´ve lost and everytime they´ve won

So just remember folks we not just saving lives, we´re saving souls
And we´re having fun

And I still believe
Now who´d have thought that after all
Something as simple as rock ´n´ roll would save us all
Now who´d have thought that after all
Something so simple, something so small
Who´d have thought that after all it´s rock ´n´ roll?