Smorgasborgnine - Skankin' Pickle

Don’t need to press no button gotta walk right on in

Every cat and kitten here is wearin a grin

Drinks are the Tiki 8 ft. ruler of the bar

Eats is in the icebox and the pickle jar

«Nothin wrong at all!»

witch doctor say-o!

Vinyls outta control cuz it’s a king DJ-o

Music is a blarin ana swirlin ana rockin

Shit from away-out baby, so far it’s in!

Inviting yourself to a party

Someplace no one knows

Gotta get in line for the smorgasborgnine

And be the last to go

And behind every door there’s somethin goin down

There’s the slampit and the smoke out

And the evil grinning clown

Freaks a-go-go non-stop cuz its a bash jump from the pool Down and up,

takin the solach

Overturn sofas, knockin over chairs put the lampshade on your head

No one cares

Fast strobelight flash and it pierce your brain

Yeah boy-o that’s a when it hits ya You’re the last to remain!