Wake that thing up and put some clothes around it You lost your prescription, I found it You need some good rocking, nothing painful Like my friends, The Heathens and Black Angels
It’s a good night for rocking, south of the river It’s a good night for rocking with a band that delivers It’s a good night for rocking, deep in the south It s a good night for rocking, putting something in your mouth
Aw, child you shoulda heard the James Gang rides again It was like shootin’ salvation and funk into your soul back then There’s some homicidal bands that still rock like that They’ll cut your throat with bass, drums, Les Pauls and Strats
Wake that thing up and make sure it’s bleeding The tubes are warmed up and I got what you’re needing Now there’s some risk seeing we dress like thieves We are among the righteous, the ones who believe