Lyrics:

Some turnout, a hundred grand;
Get with it, we'll shake his hand.
Don't bother to understand;
Don't question the little man.
Be part of the brotherhood;
Yes, it's chain lightning,
It feels so good.

Hush brother, we cross the square;
Act nat'ral, like you don't care.
Turn slowly and comb your hair;
Don't trouble the midnight air.
We're standing just where he stood;
It was chain lightning,
It feels so good.

[solo and fade]

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