Ooh, ah ooh, ah a-a-a-h, ah ooh, ah

So ya thought ya
Might like to go to the show
To feel the warm thrill of confusion
That space cadet glow

I got some bad news for you, sunshine
Pink isn't well he stayed back at the hotel
And they sent us along as a surrogate band
Where gonna find out were
You fans really stand

Are there any pooves in the theater tonight?
Get them up against the wall
There's one in the spotlight
He don't look right to me
Get him up against the wall
And that one looks Jewish!
And that one's a coon!
Who let all of this riffraff into the room?
There's one smoking a joint!
And another with spots!
If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot!