Electric Chair

Hey little boy
Look over there
That's what they call
An e-lec-tur-ic chair.

If on that chair
You put your rear
Your hair frizzles out
And your eyes disappear.

It's a natural fact, i hear
Not every state's
Got one of those
It can deep fry your skin
It can curl up your toes.

It's a natural fact, god knows
Oh, the juice runs through you
And you start to shake
It's a kind of tap dance
But you ain't awake
Just to hear that sizzlin' sound
People come from miles around
Mom and dad get crammed inside
While their sonny boy's electrified
It's so shockin', i declare
Can't duplicate it anywhere
Glory be to our electric chair.

Dance! I said, "dance!"

So little boy
Lift up your chin
Being' afraid
Ain't a terrible sin
Don't blubber like that
Don't sit there and cry
It's not ev'ry guy
Gets to light up the sky
What a fabulous way
A fab-yu-abulous way
To die.