When I hit the scene back in '65
Where everyone would jump,
But HEY, I'd glide
We were always there at every club in town
They kept setting them up
And I was knocking them down
When I moved to the doors
I held my Belly High
And when Ray hit the stage
I knew just what he'd say

He's a slob
He's a slob
He's a slob
He's a slob {yeah,yeah}
He's a slob
He's a slob {yeah, yeah}
He's a slob, he don't care any more (repeat)

Thinkin' bout the jams, everybody got down
Shaking their feathers over Hamil Town
Space Invaders were cool, I never skipped a beat
Until things got too sweaty and I needed a seat

The Kings of R&B were Ray and the boys
Cos they did that bloody nod and made alot of noise

(chorus)

You try to tell us now, that we ain't cool
Buildin' those walls, got cement on our hands
You think we no fun, just kickin the sand
But you got it wrong kid, and I'll tell you good
We got the rockin'est house in the whole neighbourhood

(chorus.... to fade)