Praise the Lord, and pass the mescaline
Trade your whole world
You'll come over
As soon as you see me boogie-woogie �cross the silver screen

Hang �em high, hang �em low
Put �em in the ceilings wherever I go

And they'd swing all night
In the rafter light

Hallelujah, what's it to ya?
Got your coffee, me, I got my Spanish tea
Trade your whole world
You'll come over
As soon as you hear me playing my calliope

I wish I was a millionaire
Play rock music and grow long hair
Tell your boys
�Bout a new Rolls-Royce