Brothers, never discount a Tuesday
You'd better spring for a good hotel
You got to keep the talent starry eyed, yeah
If you wanna keep ringin' a bell, yeah
It ain't no theory, it's the law, boy
And while the dabblers keep douchin' around
Old Eisenhower's got his candle lit, baby
A couple hours 'fore he rolls into town
Roll right into town
Roll right into town
Roll right into town
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
I spend too much time chewin' bubblegum
You 'bout to spoil your old appetite
Well I just reach in the hole of my enthusiastic soul
And I show 'em why they call me the creep
How's about a little camp fire, ladies?
What say we sing a few songs?
We got music and mirth and we got peace on this earth
And I'm certain we all can get along
We all can get along
We all can get along
We all can get along
Cynthia and Jerry's got a message they're sayin'
All of you squares go home
I say goddamn, I'm the luckiest man
Come on and all sing along