Lyrics:

He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa!
He's in love with getting stoned, whoa!
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa!
He don't like his boring job, no!

And he knows what he got to do
He knows he's gonna have fun with you - 'You lucky lady!'
And he knows when the evening comes, when his job is done
He'll be over in his car for you

He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa!
He's in love with getting stoned, whoa!
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa!
He don't like his boring job, no!

In the in-tray lots of work
But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone
He got a Ford Cortina that just won't run without fuel - 'Fill 'er up, Jacko!'

He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa!
He's in love with getting stoned, whoa!
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa!
He don't like his boring job, no!

In the invoice it don't quite fit
No payola in his alphabetical file - 'Except for the government man!'
Now he's gonna [...] to really tell the boss
Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels - 'It's pretty bad!'

He's in love with the rock'n'roll, whoa!
He's in love with getting stoned, whoa!
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa!
He don't like his boring job, no!

Nooo
Nooo
Nooo
Let them know, let them know!