Beat Crazy

(album: Beat Crazy - 1980)

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

Sniffing pot smoking glue
Whatever terrible things they do
Smoking 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!