Hey Mister!

When you woke up this morning Did you feel all alone? Did you get a grip on yourself? Were you just flesh and bone? Did you long for the center-fold spread Of some bimbo-girl magazine to appear by your side And physically question your manhood And make you come clean? Hey, hey mister, all you need Is a little rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll When you woke up this morning Did you you feel like hell? Did you think that some Jevohah's Witness Was a-ringing your bell? Did you think you were in Babylon? Did you take a good look around? Or did you stick your head out the window And find you could not make a sound? Hey, hey mister, all you need Is a little rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll When you woke up this morning Did you get up and go? Did you take a good look at yourself in the mirror And go on with the show? Did you picture yourself as a Leonardo Da Vinci With wrinkles and curls? Or did you see just another piece of modern art Like 'The Peppermint Tower' in 'Praise Of Greedy Little Girls'? Hey, hey mister, all you need Is a little rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll [Incomprehensible]