Mr. Tap N' Go

Here come the angels

Here comes the preacher

Better call your mama

If you can reach her, ha

There goes the shaking

Here come the waking

The lightning choir breathes living fire

Ain't that a shame?

Ain't that a shame?

Now who's got the power and the dope to boot?

Forty-million volts and his new recruit

Mr. Eternal Consciousness keeping me awake

Get the walk, shake if off, if only not for heaven's sake

Ain't that a shame?

Now, baby, shake

Made her shake, yeah

Now, baby, shake

Made her shake, yeah

Made her shake, yeah

Run, run, children, run

Run, run, children, run

Run, run, children, run

Run, run, children, run

Run, run, children, run