Lyrics The Dead Milkmen

The Dead Milkmen

In Praise Of Sha Na Na

Sha Na Na

Sha Na Na Na

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha Na Na (x2)

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha-Na-Na were the kings of Woodstock

You know it's true deep in your heart

Greasy guys in gold lame

If only Hendrix had been so smart

Pete Townshend wouldn't be so deaf

If he followed Sha-Na-Na's advice

And played fifties do-wop songs that

Even your mom would think are nice

Keith and Janis went away

But Sha-Na-Na is here to stay

I don't care 'bout Joan Baez

Sha-Na-Na can wear my fez

(at least it rhymes)

Sha Na Na

Sha Na Na Na

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha Na Na (x2)

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha-Na-Na were the kings of the sixties

Deep in your heart you know it's true

All those kids at Berkeley dressed like Bowser

They didn't like the Stones or the Who

Sha-Na-Na didn't need flower power

They didn't drive a yellow submarine

Yet they were the guys who called the shots

Sha-Na-Na really made the scene

Keith and Janis went away (so long)

But Sha-Na-Na is here to stay

I don't care 'bout Joan Baez

Sha-Na-Na can wear my fez

(once again it rhymes)

Sha Na Na

Sha Na Na Na

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha Na Na (x2)

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha-Na-Na... shot Kennedy

Sha-Na-Na... stabbed that guy at Altamont

Sha-Na-Na... started the Peace Corps

Sha-Na-Na... were the first Astronauts

Sha-Na-Na... joined the Black Panthers

Sha-Na-Na... led student sit-ins

Sha-Na-Na... grew organic food

Sha-Na-Na... just never fit in

You can move to Montana and listen to Santana

But you still won't be as cool as Sha-Na-Na

Sha Na Na

Sha Na Na Na

Sha Na Na Na Na

Sha Na Na (x2)

Sha Na Na Na Na

(x2)

Sha Na Na Na Na (x2)