You’d never know there was music playing,
Until you talked your way inside the door.
And then a sound like rolling thunder
Began to push you right through the floor.
And there’s a great white sign with big black letters
That just about explains it all:
«If you don’t like rock and roll,
If you don’t like rock and roll,
If you don’t like rock and roll,
Then it’s too late now.»
Anastasia was a huge lady.
And she was dressed the way the stories tell.
So, being cool, I made a move to grab her.
But you could see she’d read the story well.
And then she whipped out a card with big black letters
That just about explained it all:
«If you don’t like rock and roll,
If you don’t like rock and roll,
If you don’t like rock and roll,
Then you’re too late now.»
