Music knows it is and always will
Be one of the things that life just won’t quit
But here are some of music’s pioneers
That time will not allow us to forget, now
There’s Basie, Miller, Satchmo
And the king of all, Sir Duke
And with a voice like Ella’s ringing out
There’s no way the band can lose
FM, AM, hits are clickin’ while the clock is tock-a-tickin’
Friends and Romans, salutations, Brenda and the Tabulations
Carly Simon, I behold her, Rolling Stones and centerfoldin’
Johnny Cash and Johnny Rivers, can’t stop now, I got the shivers
Mungo Jerry, Peter Peter Paul and Paul and Mary Mary
Dr. John the nightly tripper, Doris Day and Jack the Ripper
Gotta go Sir, gotta swelter, Leon Russell, Gimme Shelter
Miracles in smokey places, slide guitars and Fender basses
Mushroom omelet, Bonnie Bramlett, Wilson Pickett, stop and kick it
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
Wavin’ my arms all around and just runnin’, runnin’, runnin’
Like a constipated wiener dog
And as luck would have it
That’s exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
Her name was Zelda
She was a calligraphy enthusiast
With a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I’ll never forget the very first thing she said to me
She said “Hey, you’ve got weasels on your face”
That’s when I knew it was true love
We were inseparable after that
Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
The world was our burrito
So we got married and we bought us a house
And had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah
But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
She said “Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?”
I said “Whoa, hold on now, baby”
“I’m just not ready for that kind of a commitment”
So we broke up and I never saw her again
But that’s just the way things go
In Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there’s a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room
When I was walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Carefree highway
Let me slip away on you
Carefree highway
You’ve seen better days
The morning after blues
From my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway
Let me slip away, slip away on you
And have a party in your pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in the back of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn’t look the gift horse in the mouth
Sergeant, sergeant, don’t you feel
There’s something wrong with that automobile
Governor, governor, isn’t it strange
They didn’t have no cars on the Indian range
Warden, warden, please listen to me
Be brave and set Geronimo free
Whoa boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimo’s Cadillac
Whoa boys, take me back
I want to ride in Geronimo’s Cadillac
This land is the land of ours, this river runs red over it
We knee-skinned it you and me, we knee-skinned that river red
And we gathered up our friends, bank the quarry river, swim
We knee-skinned it you and me, underneath the river bed
This is where we walked
This is where we swam
Take a picture here
Take a souvenir
Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Now the Lord can make you tumble
And the Lord can make you turn
And the Lord can make you overflow
But the Lord can’t make you burn
Hold tight
Wait 'til the party’s over
Hold tight
We’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house
Here’s your ticket, pack your bags
Time for jumpin’ overboard
Transportation is here
Close enough but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fightin’ fire with fire
To my surprise one hundred storeys high
People getting loose y’all
Getting down on the roof
Folks are screaming out of control
It was so entertaining
When the boogie started to explode
I heard somebody say
(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
Veeck, as in wreck, said “What the heck?”
I’ve got a losing team and a blank check
I got a need to put some butts in the seats
It’s time for a gimmick to make it complete
There’s a guy on the radio saying “Disco Sucks”
Doesn’t matter to me, but I know what makes bucks
Let’s bring out the fans to blow up records they hate
In the break between a double header against the Tigers—great!
Win or lose, there’s one thing that I’ve said
It’s better to be flash than boring instеad
They left the fiеld in a terrible condition
Disco Demolition
I like pop, I like soul
I like rock, but I never liked disco
I like pop, I like soul
I like rock, but I never liked disco
We like pop
We like soul
We like to rock (no, no), but we never liked disco
(AM Radio) we like pop, we like soul
We like to rock (no), but we never liked disco
It was one of those nights
When you turn off the lights
And everything comes into view
She was taking her time
I was losing my mind
There was nothing that she wouldn’t do
She’s a very kinky girl
The kind you don’t take home to mother
She will never let your spirits down
Once you get her off the street, ow, girl
She likes the boys in the band
She says that I’m her all-time favorite
When I make my move to her room, it’s the right time
She’s never hard to please, oh, no