Lyrics:

There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands

Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
(Repeat 3x)

Take me home with my elevator bones
That was a good drum break

Pick yourself up off the side of the road
With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones
Members only hypnotizers
Move through the room like ambulance drivers

Shine your shoes with your microphone blues
Hirsutes with parachuits fruits
Passing the dutchie from coast to coast
Let the man get Wilson; wanna rock the most now

Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
(Repeat)

What about those who swing both ways?
AC/DC's

Two turntables and a microphone (6x)

Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
(Repeat)

Oh, dear me. Make-out City's a two-horse town
That's beautiful, Dad

Got my microphone

There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands

Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
(Repeat)

I got plastic on my mind
Make it out, baby
Yeah (3x)
Let's make it out, baby
Yeah (4x)

Telephone plastic baby
Ahh, so good
Oh, yeah
Let's play good
Ow (4x)