Lyrics

[Verse 1] You see them on the stage Like a bunch of creeps They're grinding out some crap Like steaming heaps [Verse 2] They got their make-up kits On their hairspray tour Pre-fab rehash The band du jour [Chorus] What you see is what you get Beating rock and roll Beating it to death They wiggle their butts And shake their poodle doos Beating rock and roll Beating it to death [Verse 3] Grab your jeans And rip the right spots Move to L.A And grab your crotch [Verse 4] Put your hands in the air 'Cause you know it's the most Stick your earplugs in Stick your fingers down your throat [Chorus] What you see is what you get Beating rock and roll Beating it to death They wiggle their butts And shake their poodle doos Beating rock and roll Beating it to death Hands, dude (Tasty licks, dude!) [Bridge] They dedicate their lives To rock and roll But I'm gonna have to dump them Into a 6 foot hole [Chorus] What you see is what you get Beating rock and roll Beating it to death They wiggle their butts And shake their poodle doos They're beating rock and roll Beating it to death What you see is what you get Beating rock and roll Beating it to death ([?]) They wiggle their butts And shake their poodle doos (Excellent!) They're beating rock and roll Beating it to death