He was renowned
For his old school ways
How could we go wrong
So we put him on stage

He dropped his pick
And in front of the crowd
He bent on down
And started fiddling around

He bumped his head
On his guitar fret
Then missed his solo
And jacked the set

Now the women
Have all gone crazy
And the dogs
No longer howl
Quick
Fetch us a pitcher
Of beer
Before they throw
This band out...