Woke up this morning And I couldn't get out of bed Felt like this heavy band Were playing in my head They were screaming through the ceiling Screaming through the walls Stealing all my photographs And laughing at them all I phoned the man at work And this is what I said I woke up this morning And I couldn't get out of bed
And I said Oh, oh you call it poison But I call it rock and roll
A change of style Felt out of place Got myself a suntan And a facelift for my face Down to the cat house Cruising in LA Found myself a pretty girl With nothing much to say Her conversation's Like she comes from outer space Got legs and long hair But I couldn't see her face
And she said Oh, oh you call it poison But I call it rock and roll
It takes an hour Back combing my hair Chilling out on heavy grass And picking clothes to wear Look in the mirror Walk out on the street Bump into a policeman I didn't expect to meet He said to me Hey, are you some kind of red It looks to me son Like you just got out of bed
And I said Oh, oh you call it poison But I call it rock and roll