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)