In the beginning
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Back in nineteen fifty-five
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Man didn't know about a rock 'n' roll show
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And all that jive
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The white man had the smoltz
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The black man had the blues
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No one knew what they was gonna do
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But Tchaikovsky had the news
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He said -
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"Let there be light", and there was light
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"Let there be sound", and there was sound
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"Let there be drums", and there was drums
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"Let there be guitar", and there was guitar
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"Let there be rock"
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And it came to pass
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That rock 'n' roll was born
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All across the land every rockin' band
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Was blowing up a storm
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The guitarman got famous
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The businessman got rich
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And in every bar there was a super star
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With a seven year itch
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There were fifteen million fingers
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Learning how to play
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And you could hear the fingers picking
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And this is what they had to say
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"Let there be light"
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"Sound"
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"Drums"
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"Guitar"
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"Let there be rock"
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One night in a club called `The Shaking Hand'
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There was a ninety-two decibel rocking band
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The music was good and the music was loud
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And the singer turned and he said to the crowd -
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"Let there be rock"
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Let There Be Rock (Scott/Young/Young)
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