Roger Chapman - Sushi Rock lyrics

There's a slap bang party at the chicken shack Even Bo Weevil's got them little white packets Put you foot in your mouth boy, Yak, yak, yak, yak, yackity yak A little white lightening ain't so frightening, It's after comes the storm And if a little raw stick make you sick Then you been eating your sushi wrong Well there's somebody treadin' on my shoes Good golly Miss Molly had too much booze And the little red rooster keeps pop pop pop pop poppin' them blues That thing you be smokin' it's lookin' real weird You say it's cheaper than whiskey, cooler than beer Just put my head in the oven and you'll make Sure I got nothin' to fear Hey straight banana that one hit nanna Aint goin' last too long And if a little raw stick make you sick Then you been eating your sushi wrong – sushi wrong Go – go – go little sushi go Go – go – go little sushi go Go – go – go little sushi go Go – go – go little sushi go