It Isn't Rock 'N' Roll

Can you hear the heat,
Its getting to my feet,
Starts to ring a bell that tells me
When to get up,
Starts to move, it aint my groove.
Theres only one thing that i
Really could be sure about.

You know it isnt rock n roll

Its getting to my soul,
Starts to ring a bell that tells me
When to get up,
Starts to move, it aint my groove,
Theres only one thing that i
Really could he sure about.

You know it isnt rock n roll