"Made in England"

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, I was made in England
 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, I was made in England
 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
 
 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