Here ye, here ye, friends and Romans, country men
Here ye, here ye, punks and skins and journey men
Here ye, here ye, my sisters and my brethren
The time is coming near
Come ye, come ye, to soulless corporate circus stops
Come ye, come ye, to toilet circuit touring stops
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 '' roll would save us all
Now who'd have thought, that after all
It was rock and roll
Here ye, here ye, now anybody could take the stage
Here ye, here ye, and make miracles from minimum wage
Here ye, here ye, these folk songs of 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 simple as rock '' roll would save us all
Now who'd have thought, that after all
It was rock and roll
I still believe
(I still believe)
In the saints
Yeah in Jerry Lee and in Johnny and all the greats
I still believe
(I still believe)
In the sound
That has the power to raise a temple and tear it down
I still believe
(I still believe)
In the need
For guitars and drums and desperate poetry
I still believe
(I still believe)
That everyone
Can find a song for every time they've lost and every time they've won
So just remember folks we're not just saving lives, we're saving souls
We're having fun
I still believe
Now who'd have thought that after all
Something as simple as rock '' roll would save us all
Now who'd have thought, after all
Something so simple, something so small
Who'd have thought, after all
It's rock '' roll