Lyrics:

( rossi / bown )



i saw this picture in a magazine

with it's gold plated grovers

such a clean machine

so i, i did my home work

and i worked like hell

as the brown eyed handsome man said

you never can tell



i got that blues and rhythm

good enough to eat

sound and vision

hit me with the backbeat



blues and rhythm

good enough to eat

sound and vision

hit me with the backbeat

blues and rhythm

something for my soul

my decision

give me rock and give me roll



i started gigging in my early teens

sewed the red leather patches

on my filthy jeans

got my first fender tele

got my marshall stack

big head knock 'em dead

i know where it's at



i got that blues and rhythm

good enough to eat

sound and vision

hit me with the backbeat

blues and rhythm

something for my soul

my decision

give me rock and give me roll



don't anybody listen anymore

i can still hear them banging

on my bedroom door

is it too late to tell them?

will they understand?

calm down, come on round

and listen to the band



we got the blues and rhythm

good enough to eat

sound and vision

hit me with the backbeat

blues and rhythm

something for my soul

my decision

give me rock and give me roll



jailhouse rocker

make you tap your feet

classic shocker

listen to the backbeat



i got that blues and rhythm

i got that blues and rhythm

i got that blues and rhythm

we got that blues and rhythm