Land Of The Lost

Woke up this morning a million years ago.

My head is spinning don't know where to go.

Slipped and slided into a dimensional door

Now all I hear is them dinosaur roars.

The trees are plastic and the sky's a mess

I'm feeling spastic and I can't repress it

Slow-motion lizard-zombies hiss and creep.

So I better move my feet.

Yeah, I better move my feet.

I got tossed into the Land of the Lost

In the Land of the Lost I'm tossed

And I gotta get back, gotta get back

But I got tossed into the Land of the Lost

In the Land of the Lost I'm tossed

And I gotta get back gotta get back gotta get

To the Lost City, it's so itty-bitty

And the bubbling brew of strangeness

Rearranges while sustaining this

Suspended animation I'm in a state

Of bad Claymation

It's a Krofft produced

Drug induced

Styrofoam vacation

With a kick back Dopey giving me a ride

And a hairy little Clint Howard by my side

Hiding in the lizard's Pylon to

Defeat their weak attack

So I'm cranking up my Marshal Sleeztacks

to the max

While I ROCK!

In the Land of the Lost

In the Land of the Lost I rock

And I'm never going back never going back

Cause now I rock in the Land of the Lost

In the Land of the Lost I rock

And I'm never going back,

never going back

never leave.

Now I'm controlling everything

With the Lite-Brite set I'm the lizard king.

Holly's getting busy, Chaka's always sauced.

No need to come and find me

In the Land of the Lost.