We’re teenaged derelicts rabble-rousing
And you have a car, so we can go carousing
In a pizza parlor with a pitcher of Coke
When somebody starts up a timeless joke
It begins really softly, then ends with a shout
Who can say it the last before chickening out?
Chorus:
It goes, “*penis*… penis… Penis… Penis!... Penis!!... PENIS!!... PENIS!!!”
We move to the city, trying to make it big
We form a little band and then we land some gigs
Then we’re up on stage and the crowd’s going wild
But you still behave like an immature child
You whisper something, and the gauntlet is thrown
So I have to step up to the microphone, and go… (chorus)
It’s my wedding day, and as my longtime crony
I ask you to stand in my ceremony
I sweep past to tell my man, “I do,”
I hear a single word muttered by you
So I straighten my shoulders as I stand at the altar
The pressure is on for me not to falter,
I say… “Never gonna give you up…”
No really, that was one of my vows… and *then* I say… (chorus)