Clutch - Rock N Roll Outlaw

In the north they call us rebels, in the south they call us Yankees Because every other suckers born to do the hokey-pokey With the skillet lickin' time keepers The grinnin' reapers of a missionary rock star You can rock it like sir Sisyphus But even in it's genesis it's really quite ridiculous 'Lectro hobo, so now you know Not to clock the weeble wobble hot rod gang, revelator big bang You can't hang with the heavinesses hung Among the houses of the rising tongue S'no fun to crack the axles but its gotta be done 'Cause whenever you wobble the weebles you know they get ticked-off And in the season of bol-we evil speaking evil in your ear And a pile of manure fertilizing all your fears We yabba-dabba-doo all the way to Shangri-la Here it is with the rock 'n' roll outlaw Where rock is criminal, criminals rock Where rock is criminal, the criminals they rock Where rock is criminal, criminals rock Like this Hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw I'm a rock 'n' roll outlaw Hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw Yeah So you can rock it like sir Sisyphus But even in it's genesis it's really quite ridiculous 'Lectro hobo, so now you know Not to clock the weeble wobble hot rod gang Yeah, yeah Hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw I'm a rock 'n' roll outlaw Hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw