Lyrics:

(ian hunter) Three! four! Three! four! Three! four! (bunch of ah-ah-ah's here) All this energy calling me Back where it comes from It's such a crude attitude It's back where it belongs All the little kids growing up on the skids are goin' Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Jumpin' (jean) gene genies, moody james deanies goin' Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Mama knows but she don't care She's got her worries too Seven kids and a phony affair And the rent is due All the little chicks with the crimson lips go Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks She's livin'in sin with a safety pin She's goin' cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks I got some records from world war two I'll play 'em just like me grand dad do He was a rocker and i am too Oh cleveland rocks, yeah cleveland rocks So find a place Grab a space And yell and scream for more Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks Cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks, cleveland rocks (bunch of ah-ah-ah's here) Three! four! Three! four! Three! four! Ohio