Webb Wilder - Flat Out Get It lyrics

Three, two, one Do you know where your accountants are? Would you believe young mothers Have deserted their broods to dance At new age satanists rallies? Have you ever known Of the Rock And Roll Justice League busting A locking tremolo in your community Or are they merely paying lip service To your local guitar authorities? These and other questions Are raised in the following excerpt From Webb Wilder's Motivational Tips For Teens Manifesto And Rock And Roll Pamphlet At this juncture, let us deviate from the Preferace to these illusory comments To clear our minds of all secular And non ascetic questions and answers Which all will be covered in God's good time And play the electric guitar All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha Come on little baby, don't you think its time to dry your eyes? Something got you down and Lord knows I can sympathize But why'd you even come If all your gonna do is mope around? Save it all for Sunday 'cause tonight we're gonna rock this town Let you feet lose their mind Do the dog, do the swim, do the Frankensteins Well, all right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right don't sweat it, flat out get it I got a hunch you're gonna like it a bunch Come on everybody, don'tcha be a sittin' on your hands Pick a wall flower start a swingin' like old Tarzan Make a monkey of yourself, be the best you've ever felt I know I'm a monkey man myself, I'm makin' peanuts after every show that's all right I'm doin' fine You gotta stop and smell the dandelion Well, all right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right don't sweat it, flat out get it I got a hunch you're gonna like it a bunch Well, rock and roll is gettin' old now, they got it sellin' soap But its my only vice, I don't need liquor dice or dope, no What the heck I hit the deck and burnin' rubber off your soul Radio the woman don't forget the mist will knock you cold Just honky tonk all night long 'cause tomorrow we'll all be long gone Well, all right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right ha, ha, ha, ha All right don't sweat it, flat out get it I got a hunch you're gonna like it a bunch