Made In England
I was made in England out of Cadillac muscleI had a quit-me father, had a love-me motherI had Little Richard and that black pianoOh that sweet Georgia Peach and the boy from Tupelo
Oh, I was made in EnglandOh, I was made in England
I was made in England out of Cadillac muscleFace down on a playground crying God send me a brotherNot a bloody nose for Rock and RollGive me that sweet Georgia Peach and the boy from Tupelo
I was made in England like a blue CortinaBut a Yankee summer had a way about herYou had a scent for scandal, well here's my middle fingerI had forty years of pain and nothing to cling to
If you're made in England, you're built to lastYou can still say 'homo' and everybody laughsBut the joke's on you, you never read the songThey all think they know but they all got it wrong