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