- Chuck Berry: [singing] Hail! Hail, rock 'n' roll! Deliver me from the days of old, Long live rock 'n' roll! The beat of the drums, loud and bold, Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll!
- Chubby Checker: Does everybody feel alright? Everybody feel alright? Come on, everybody, clap your hands! Come on! Come on. Ah, come on! And everybody say: yeah yeah!
- Crowd: Yeah! Yeah!
- Chubby Checker: Ah, yeah yeah!
- Crowd: Yeah! Yeah!
- Chubby Checker: Ah, yeah yeah!
- Crowd: Yeah! Yeah!
- Chubby Checker: I wanna sing my song. It won't take long. We're gonna do the Twist, And it goes like this! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
- [singing]
- Chubby Checker: Twist again, Like we did last summer, Let's Twist again, Like we did last year, Do you remember when, Things were really hummin'? Yeah, let's Twist again, Twistin' time is here!
- Self - Musician, Bill Haley and the Comets: [singing] I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store, I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store, Well, I can look at you till you ain't no child no more, I say shake, rattle and roll, Come on, shake, rattle and roll, You better shake, rattle and roll, You got to shake, rattle and roll...
- Self - Musician, Bill Haley and the Comets: [singing] One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock, Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock, Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, Put your glad rags on and join me, hon', We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight, We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight...
- Chubby Checker: It's Pony Time! Get up!
- [singing]
- Chubby Checker: Hey now everybody, In the union hall, It's pony time, When ya hear this call, So get with it, Don't quit it, Get up!
- Self - Introduces The Shirelles: Get yourself together, now. Cause it's hit time. They're known as the hit-makers, record-breakers, mighty-makers. They have style and grace and a lovely face. For all you cats! They're bound to put more dips in your hips, more cut in your strut, more glide in your stride. They'll make your back crack, your liver quiver, and your knees freeze. If you don't dig that, you got a hole in your soul. And if you don't dig this mess, you came to the wrong address. Just returning from the stratosphere, they gonna sing mighty loud and clear. And when they start to shake, they gonna cause an earthquake. While all the other groups are laughin' and jokin', Shirelles on the stage tokin' and smokin'. Oh! When I get through rappin', I want you to start clappin', and put your hands together, you'll be rockin' to my gals, your gals, everybody's gals. Let's meet and greet the fabulous Shirelles!
- Themselves: [the Shirelles singing] Everybody loves a lover, Everybody loves me, yes they do, And I love everybody...
- Little Richard: I used to wash dishes at the Greyhound Bus Station. I was the only Jewish person in the kitchen washin' dishes. Everybody else was colored - but me.
- Little Richard: Let it all hang out! With that beautiful Little Richard from down in Macon, Georgia. I want you all to know, that I am the King of Rock 'n' Roll! Let all the women folks say "Woooo!" Let all the men say "Uhhh!" On, my soul. We gonna have a good time tonight, ladies and gentlemen. And we gonna dedicate our whole show tonight to all of you, the black, the white, the red, the brown, and the yellow. Because I believe - I believe that we are God's bouquet for childrens of love.
- [starts playing the piano]
- Little Richard: Pick it up! Let's go. Guitars, come on. Everybody Good Golly Miss Molly! Get up!
- [singing]
- Little Richard: Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball, Woooo! Miss Molly, sure like to ball, Rockin' 'n' a-rollin', can't hear your momma call...
- Chuck Berry: Hey! Hey! Ho! Hi!
- [singing]
- Chuck Berry: Some times I will, then again I think I won't, Some times I will, then again I think I won't - This is on the new album too - Some times I do, then again I think I don't, Looked at my watch and it was quarter to one, And I said, come on, baby, let's have us some fun, And we - we reelin', rollin', Reelin' and a-rockin'. Rollin' till the break of dawn...
- Bo Diddley: I wear black because black is beautiful and black is nasty, black is evil, and black is whole lot of all sorts of things and I'm in it! All black. Black on black.
- Chuck Berry: [singing] They'll be rockin' on Bandstand, Philadelphia, PA, Deep in the heart of Texas, And round the 'Frisco Bay, All over St.Louis, Way down in New Orleans, Everybody wants to dance with, Sweet Little Sixteen.
- Little Richard: Anybody that ain't boogieing today they ain't doin' nothin'. Everybody clap your hands again on 'Rip It Up' while they go.
- [singing]
- Little Richard: Saturday night and I just got paid, Fool about money, don't try to save, Heart says go go, have a time, Saturday night and I feel fine, I'm gonna rock it up, Wooo! I'm gonna rip it up, I'm gonna shake it up, gonna ball it up, I'm gonna rock it up, and ball tonight...
- Little Richard: Its too far back. Put the piano closer to the people. Push everything up to the people. I want everything closer. The amplifiers come closer to the people. The stuff isn't close enough to the people. Bring everything out closer to the people. The piano, drums, everything.
- Little Richard: Why do you make so much noise? I'm gonna tell you the truth. Most colored people don't make that kind of noise.
- Little Richard: A lot of the new people want to hear the originators. They say let us hear the real thing. Shoot, its just like if you been lookin' for a girl and you see a man, everyday you want to see the real thing.
- Chuck Berry: How sweet it is. Sometimes it just takes a little - in plain English.
- [singing]
- Chuck Berry: So long all you groovy people, Oh, we gotta go now, Oh, time just won't permit us, To play no more now, Yes, but I'm comin' back to New York, Yes I am, And sock it to ya a little more now, Yes I will, So long, Sweetheart, Bye-bye, I love ya! I really love ya! Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode, Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell, Go, go! Go!
- Little Richard: [talking about Pat Boone's version of "Tutti Fruitti"] He did a good version and you know after all for him to sing wop-bop-a-loom-a-blop-bam-boom that wasn't too easy. You know to fold your lips and pull them out and push them back and then throw it up again. That was kind of hard.