Beat Crazy

What do you want - blood?

Kids today - they're all the same

All call themselves - some crazy name

Monks and Rockers and Beatle freaks

Punks and Skunks and Kooks and Geeks

Look in a mirror but you can't see your face

Look in a mirror but you can't see your face

All those drugs - they can't be sane

All that noise - affects their brains

Sniffin' pot - smoking glue

Whatever terrible things they do

Smokin' LSD and such

It must be the reason why they can't talk much

And it's such a crime

How they waste their time

They can't get nowhere

They've all gone Beat Crazy

Beat Crazy!

They say the world - is in a mess

But they can talk - the way they dress

See the knee through the hole in their jeans

A hole in their pocket and it looks so mean

Hole in the T Shirt - what's that you said?

You're about as clever as a hole in the head

Can't get no jobs - can't get careers

With safety pins - stuck through their ears

Cut your hair - dye it green

See it shine - with Brylcreem

A little dab'll do ya - a little dab a day

Or rub a dub it in a dreadlocks way

And it's such a crime

How they waste their time

They can't get nowhere

They've all gone Beat Crazy

Beat Crazy!

And if the Russians ever come

They'll all be beating bongo drums

Damn - beatniks rule!

Dropped out of kindergarten

Dropped out of school

Really hot on my bongo drums

Really hot on my bongo drums

So who'll defend - in World War III

Where could we turn - where would they be

Tell her!

Down the cellar - filled with smoke

Laughing at the latest joke

Doing the latest dance to do

The Fug and the Sheeny and the Suzi Q

And it's such a crime

How they waste their time

They can't get nowhere

They've all gone Beat Crazy

Look in a mirror but you can't see your face

Beat Crazy!