All in the name of Rock 'n' Roll Songtext / Lyric

Went downtown on the two-fourty-nine,

Play'n for recognition of the New York town, yeah!



Yeah, you see me and the boys got a rock 'n' roll band

Playing so damn good, gonna ripup the land, yeah!



Yeah, wow, we got ups, we got downs,

We gonna get so hot when the sun goes down.

Got the people that can‘t be abused...

I got my two-toned shoes and I can sing the blues.



Look out, kids, just help me out!

We got a following three feet high.

Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face.

Put your money where your mouth is or get out this place!



New York town give the meanest sound,

We got a thousand bands say they’re “underground”!

Hey, way down in New Orleans it's the same old thing...

Commercial music, what ever, your thing!

Ah, Ol’ King Soul finally gave us a show.

We played from five to nine then ten till four.

Played upside down, we played inside out,

Then the uniform dandy was starting to shout!



Look out, kids, just help me out!

We got a following three feet high.

Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face.

Put your money where your mouth is or get outta place!



Get it!

Ooh,hey!

Ooh!

Ah yeah!



Getting hungry, I wanted a woman.

I can't get the smell 'cause my nose is blocked!

Well, slow down, I can't believe it...

Whole town rockin’ knocking on my door!

Whooh, whoo, oah, oah, oah, oah...

Two nights of sin getting hot on the end

Left me two parts man, overslept!

Send us the man, with no sleep son, Mr Cartney with the Band on the Run.



Look out, kids, just help me out!

We got a following three feet high.

Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face.

Put your money where your mouth is or get outta place!



Ah yeah!

Ooh!

Ah yeah!

Yeah, my lord, my lord, my lord, my lord...

Ouh!

Ah!

Ooh, ooh, hoo!

Yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh!