Like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. With chunky peanut butter.

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The lyrics pretty much say it all. This is the way it went down, man

We were there at the creation
We’ll be here till the end
We were there when doves were crying
We were there when Satan grinned

We’re from somewhere outside of time and space
We’re only slightly like the human race
We’re not Vanilla Ice
We’re almost twice as nice
We’re the motherf***ing whites
Known as blood paradise

We got an invitation
To play a real rock show
It was the first time we’d been asked
Since many years ago

When we arrived they said that we couldn’t play
But things worked out
We got to anyway
Keith and Linda tom and Dunstan
And me without a pick
Played the songs I learned to sing
When my daddy beat me with a stick

There were old hippies in the beer garden
Jacking up the punk rock chicks
On stage the rockin mongoloids
Were playing heavy metal licks

But the people really thought that we were strange
When we took our place on stage at the Black Lake Grange
Like a cross between Billy Joel
And Courtney Love’s gaping Hole
When Keith thorough his teeth into the audience
That’s when I knew it was rock and roll