Not to clock the Weeble Wobble hot rod gang
You can't hang with the heavinesses hung
You know that they get ticked off
We yabbadabbadoo all the way to Shangri-La
I'm a rock and roll outlaw
With the skillet lickin' time keepers, the grinning reapers
Of a missionary rock star
Revelator big bang
Revelator big bang
Where rock is criminal, criminals rock
Oh, you can rock it like Sir Sisyphus but even in it's genesis
And a pile of manure fertilizing all your fears
And in the season of bol-weevil speaking evil in your ear
Among the houses of the rising tongue, no fun to crack the axle
Here it is with the rock and roll outlaw
It's really quite ridiculous 'Lectric hobo, so now you know
Oh, you can rock it like Sir Sisyphus but even in it's genesis
It's really quite ridiculous 'Lectric hobo, so now you know
But it's got to be done because whenever you wobble the weebles
Not to clock the Weeble Wobble hot rod gang
Where rock is criminal, the criminals they rock
Where rock is criminal, criminals rock like this
