[Produced By Tristan Ivemy] [Verse 1] 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 brethren 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 [Chorus] 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 It was rock and roll? [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] [Bridge] And I still believe in the saints Yeah, in Jerry Lee and in Johnny and all the greats And I still believe in the sound That has the power to raise a temple and tear it down And I still believe in the need For guitars and drums and desperate poetry And 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 not just saving lives, we're saving souls And we're having fun And I still believe [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] 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 after all It's rock and roll?