Psychedelic Jungle

ROCKIN' BONES (Jack Rhodes - Don Carter - Dub Nalls) RONNIE DAWSON (Rockin' Records #1, 1959) Roll on, rock on, yeah now bop, yeah rock on Well, there's still a lot of rhythm in these rockin' bones I wanna leave a happy memory when I go I wanna leave

I've got a black skin suit Alligator shoes Now I found success And I paid my dues Well everything is fine But I can't find my mind I've got a crystal ball And a divining rod Magnifying glass And a pack of dogs I looked up my sign But I can't find my

Voodoo Voodoo Voodoo The night came down The sky turned black The jungle drum beat The natives back The Voodoo Idol stepped forward from the crowd Lightning split the sky and thunder shook the ground He had coal black hair And laser eyes His pale whi

Oh when the sun goes down and the moon comes up I turn into a teenage goo goo muck Yeah I cruise through the city and I roam the street Looking for something that is nice to eat You better duck, when I show up, the goo goo muck. I'm the night headhun