The first day there'll be lightning. The second there'll be hail.
The third daybreak there'll be a big earthquake.
So brother, forward your mail.
The fourth day there'll be darkness. The last time the sun has shone
The fifth day you'll wake up and say, The world's real gone!

Rock n' roll you sinners. Sing to save your soul.
There ain't no room for beginners when the world is rock n' roll
Rock n' roll, you sinners, sing to be alive.
There ain't no room for beginners when the world starts to jive.

If you're an angel, you'd better lay low.
You'll end up in a square halo.
If you're a singer and you gotta string along,
Hit me, Daddy, with a three point prong.

Rock, sinners, rock. Roll, sinners, roll.
Rock-a-hoo-la-roll-a-hoo-la-roll-a hoo-la-rock

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): LIONEL BART, MICHAEL PRATT, TOMMY STEELE