Oh
He got a song to sing
He got an axe to grind
He got a song to sing
He's far and wide
But still hard to find
He go wop, bop, loo, bop
Wop and boom
He sang long, tall, sally
Sweet sixteen
Good golly, Miss Molly
And a Maybelline
He sang the whole world
Walking to New Orleans
Mr. High Haters
Won't you save us
From your radio
Oh
Cause these hills
They're pop, pop
From the Rockies
Got no soul
Either way we're proud
To welcome back
The star of the show
So put your hands together
For Mr. Rock and Roll
Oh
He sang J House
Rockin' foot for Pegasoo
Rockin' round the clock
In two suede shoes
And still the same
There ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
He took the Mississippi Queen
To Kathmandu
A stairway to heaven
And yelled hey Jude
So tell me Proud Mary
Now who do you love
Mr. High Haters
Won't you save us
From your radio
Cause these hip hop
Pop, punk, rock
Kids got no soul
Either way we're proud
To welcome back
The star of the show
So put your hands together
For Mr. Rock and Roll
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
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Oh yeah
Oh
Oh
guitar solo
guitar solo
Save me
Love me till the day I die
Take me to the mountain high
Yeah
Baby
Guide me through the great divide
Lay me by the ocean side
Yeah
guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
So put your hands together for Mr. Rock and Roll
He said, hey, good looking, what's going on?
A whole lot of shaking and a simple song
And still there ain't no mountain high enough
He said, walk this way up around the bend
Cause up there we won't get fooled again
And yes, he gets high with a little help from his friends
Mr. Hiatus, won't you save us from your radio?
Cause he said, if I pop on the rack, it's got no soul
No soul, ain't got no soul
Either way, we're proud to welcome back the star of the show
Welcome back the star of the show
Welcome back the star of the show
Welcome back the star of the show