When you’re movin’ right up close to me That’s when I get the chills all over me Quivers down my backbone!

I get the shakin’ in my thighbone!

I get the shivers in my kneebone!

Shakin’ all over

Savagery, that’s what it is. Or what it is about, more aptly. Rock’n’roll has always had the intention of being both secret ritual and public rite, somehow amazing and mundane, ecstatic and common-place. It has the power to liberate the entire mental/physical complex (being) into a pinnacle of transcendent and quintessentially aboriginal energy.

Now if that’s too obtuse, try taking it like this:

Good Golly Miss Molly She sure like to ball

Or again:

Gimme that rock and roll music Any oF way you choose it Gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me.