"Grok'n'Roll"
:: l y r i c s ::
GrokNRoll

Oh baby, my head is over-heating
We need to take a meeting
Im all for completing
Me with your love!

My lust is so debasing
My mind has acid lacing
My will is off free-basing
Baby, give me your love!

Chorus:
When he comes knocking
Take off those stockings
Its time for grokking
Baby, give him your love

While your whims I am decoding
I get this strange foreboding
That mutual funds are loading
Baby, give me your love!

My heart is wildly beating!
There shall be no retreating!
Forget Charles Keating!
Baby, give me your love!

Chorus:
When he comes knocking
Take off those stockings
Its time for grokking
Baby, give him your love

My soul and spirit you are poaching
On my domain you are encroaching
Wheres Dr. Ruth with her coaching?
Baby, give me your love!

Volcanoes are exploding!
The shoreline is eroding!
Universes are imploding!
Baby, give me your love!

Chorus:
When he comes knocking
Take off those stockings
Its time for grokking
Baby, give him your love


--J.C. McGowan 2000