Hey ho, let’s go.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, the man the authorities came to blame.
Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand, with an equal opportunity for all to sing, dance, and clap their hands.
Oh, you know her, would you look at that hair.
Well, I heard the news, there’s good rockin’ tonight.
Down the streets I’m the girl next door. I’m the fox you’ve been waiting for.
I lost myself in a familiar song. I closed my eyes and I slipped away.
I’m in love with rock and roll and I’ll be out all night.
Wherein I find my appetite for this slice of space blues.