Knock On Wood

Whoo!

Well, television, shelter me
Beers, beers and booze
I was there with Luther, I agree with Marx
But I don't know what channel to choose
On the barricades with a remote control
And a mind of twisted steel
Looking for a revolution there
And a three-dimensional meal.

Better knock on wood
My mind ain't working too good
I better knock on wood
I think I would if I could.

Well, there's more to it than meets the eye
When I'm surfing on the wave
That carries me from channel four
Straight into the grave
And I say, loose lips sink ships
Keep clear of that propeller
Got a bad, bad case of amnesia
Don't need no fortuneteller.

Better knock on wood
My mind ain't working too good
I better knock on wood
I think I would if I could.

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock!

Oh, six feet beneath cornflakes, powder and pills
I will find peace, I hope
"Stay tuned, my friends" will be the writing
Of my tombstone made out of soap.

Better knock on wood
My mind ain't working too good
I better knock on wood
I think I would if I could.

Better knock on wood
I better knock on wood
I better knock on wood
(I, I, I)
I better knock on wood.

I better knock on wood
I better knock on wood
I better knock on wood
I better knock on wood, ow!