[Verse 1]
Some came out of the songs they sang
Chopping up stones on the chain gang
The gospel wailing, as good as it gets
Ain't no faces, nothing but necks
Oh, they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 2]
Some tied strings out of wooden crates
Some made do with a tea chest face
And some came running from plantation
There's a whole lot of magic on the end of their arms
And they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Chorus]
This ain't rock and roll
I don't know what this is
But it sure ain't rock and roll
[Verse 3]
Some came traveling on thе tide
Some wound up on Moses' sidе
And some came trickling up the Thames
And some turned into national anthems
They don't make 'em like that anymore
Some came out of the songs they sang
Chopping up stones on the chain gang
The gospel wailing, as good as it gets
Ain't no faces, nothing but necks
Oh, they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 2]
Some tied strings out of wooden crates
Some made do with a tea chest face
And some came running from plantation
There's a whole lot of magic on the end of their arms
And they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Chorus]
This ain't rock and roll
I don't know what this is
But it sure ain't rock and roll
[Verse 3]
Some came traveling on thе tide
Some wound up on Moses' sidе
And some came trickling up the Thames
And some turned into national anthems
They don't make 'em like that anymore
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