singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller
I told Fred Gwynne
Put the electrodes in
And when you sing
Hear the little girls scream
All your fans
Want to clap their hands
But on the street
They say "Look at that freak"
I took my axe
To the House of Wax
I paid my dues
I got rave reviews
Jonathan Frid
Said "Look here, kid.
You call this art?
It's just old parts"
Give me a jolt
From a thunderbolt
I'll bare my soul
In this stinking hole
Try to break these chains
It's just insane
Do you want to rock
And do the Karloff walk