On a stone age afternoon,
in a town full of dinosaurs.
There's no freeway,
I confess.
I was lost in the middle,
of a road full of cars.
They were all made out of stone.
I saw this dude,
he had no shoes.
He screamed out "yabba-dabba-doo".

Chorus: In Bedrock,
I long to be.
Stone by stone,
Patiently.
The man who lives there,
Fred Flintstone.
The man who lives there,
Flinstone.

Barney Rubble is his buddy.
Wilma is his foxy wife.
He's a nice guy to anyone.
His town is just like Heaven.
It's a place I recall.
It was there so long ago.
His dog Dino,
likes to be fed.
He eats them out of house and home.

Chorus

And on I walk,
down the path of stone.
And I sat in regret,
by Mr. Slate and Co.
The quarry's a mess.
Yes, someone's done some wrongs.
So Slate wastes no breath.
He screams out "Flintst-oo-oo-one.

Chorus