From Africa to both the Americas, North and Latin A jungle drum was brought and got the white God to get in A pagan dance until he had no other chance unless the sin Of black-white day and night, soul and mind magic The European Goddess fainted under jungle drum's sound She was fertilized by some afro God while on the ground So the begotten sons as samba, mambo, rumba, rhythm'n'blues Became the ancestrals of what today we call rock and roll Rock and roll is magic Rock and roll is mixture Chuck Berry fields forever The joyful English four knights of the post-calypso In the post-calypso age Rock and roll The opening page What is to come next We don't know the text No one knows precisely It's on to progress Into its funky fullness Next century