Up in the morning and out to schoolThe teacher is teaching the golden ruleAmerican history and practical mathYou study them hard, hoping to passWorking your fingers right down to the boneBut the guy behind will leave you aloneRing, ring goes the bellThe cook in the lunchroom's ready to sellYou're lucky if you can find a seatYou're fortunate if you have time to eatBack in the classroom, open your bookGee, but the teacher don't know how mean she looksSoon as three o'clock rolls aroundYou finally lay your burden downClose up your book, get out of hereGet out of your seatDown the hall and into the streetUp to the corner and round the bendRight to the jute joint you go inDrop a coin right into the slotYou gotta hear something that's really hotWith the one you love, you're making romanceAll day long you've been wanting to danceFeeling the music from the houseFrom head to toeAround and round and round you goHello, hello, hello, hello chance to hang out hereRock and roll, deliver me from the days of goldLong live rock and roll, the beat of the drums are loud and boldRock, rock, rock and roll, the feeling is there, body and soulRock and roll, deliver me from the days of gold