I was made in England
Out of Cadillac muscle
I had a quit-me father
Had 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
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 forty 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 "h*mo"
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, yes
I was made in England
I was made in England
I was made in England