"A Greaser's Paradise"

New Smash Hit

(Verse 1)

As I walk through the slums of Western Oklahoma,

I gaze at the Corvair as it comes down the lane.

But that's normal life for a grease like me.

You know I loathe those who strut all wealthy.

In the 1960s, we're not allowed because society hates us

And we break the laws, fool.

I've been a hoodlum in leather coats for far too long, I can't even remember what an A grade looks like in the books.

I'm a man of the alleys and I'm into robbin' things,

Got a switch in my hand and a bike in the back.

But if manage to not die or get jumped again, it'll all seem like the happy days of 1969.

(Hook)

I've been livin' most my life living in a Greaser's Paradise.

I've stabbed a soc or five, dwelling in a Greaser's Paradise.

It's manual work and gettin' hit half blind, fumblin' through a Greaser's Paradise.

We fix cars and stay at Dairy Queen, this is our Greaser's Paradise.

(Verse 2)

A local soc shot me in the butt last week

I just laughed at him and turned the other cheek (OW)

I really don't care, in fact I hope I wish him quite well,

Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he files for bankruptcy!

But I never lost a fight even if I ran away,

A greaser girly-screaming? You know that's unheard of?

I never wear Madras but I got a cool switch

And the hoodlums agree, I look really good with grease, fool!

If you ever pull by, you'll be drowned 'till out,

We haven't seen Johnny's mom for 300 years.

But we're ain't really hip so please don't point and stare,

We're just economically impaired.

(Bridge)

White Trash,

Muscle Cars,

Madras Shirts, are all that a soc is to me. 

Like John F. Kennedy,

It's as dead as it can be.

(Hook)

I've been livin' most my life living in a Greaser's Paradise.

I've stabbed a soc or five, dwelling in a Greaser's Paradise.

It's manual work and gettin' hit half blind, fumblin' through a Greaser's Paradise.

We fix cars and stay at Dairy Queen, this is our Greaser's Paradise.

(Verse 3)

Loading up the heater, filling up the Ford,

We all know Johnny's dad's a filthy child beater.

You think you're so perfect, being really privileged,

Well I'll let you know that's $50 bucks to be fixing your Benz.

I'm the bad boy every girl wants to meet, fighting yuppies by day

And night saving burning kids from the afterlife.

So don't be vain, and don't be whiny,

Or we'll have to slap a Rumble on your heinie!

(Hook)

I've been livin' most my life living in a Greaser's Paradise.

I've stabbed a soc or five, dwelling in a Greaser's Paradise.

It's manual work and gettin' hit half blind, fumblin' through a Greaser's Paradise.

We fix cars and stay at Dairy Queen, this is our Greaser's Paradise.