I was made in England

Out of Cadillac muscle

I had a quit-me fatherHad a love-me mother

I had Little Richard

And that black piano

Oh that sweet Georgia Peach

And the boy from Tupelo

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

I was made in England

Out of Cadillac muscle

Face down on a playground

Crying God send me a brother

Not a bloody nose

For Rock and Roll

Give me that sweet Georgia Peach

And the boy from Tupelo

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England, yeah

I was made in England

Like a blue Cortina

But a Yankee summer

Had a way about her

You had a scent for scandal

Well, here′s my middle finger

I had 40 years of pain

And nothing to cling to

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

If you're made in England

You′re built to last

You can still say "homo"

And everybody laughs

But the joke's on you

You never read the song

They all think they know

But they all got it wrong

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was made in England, yeah

I was made in England

I was made in England

I was made in England

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, oh

(I was made in England)

(Rock out, boy)