Lyrics

Like a roar of crash and thunder
He was laid out by a boulder
Now he's stoned and can't remember
Who his friends are; he just sees stars
Whop-due, whop-due, habba-du-whop
Whop-due, whop-due, habba-du-whop
Stone cold, crazy
His brain's been hit too hard
Confusion in his mind
He's goofy all the time
He is now whacked out completely
Zonked on the head, was he? (Was he?)
He is now, zap went his memory
Zonked out, whacked off, really zonked out
Written by: Kathleen Wakefield, Michel Colombier
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