Here's a little ditty 'bout Screamin Blue Jillions



It was a stormy night there was a cyclone comin'

In a back street shack was a young boy strummin'

Born and raised in the Texas sand

Every thing he wore was second-hand



The life he lived was a cryin' shame.

So that very night he changed his name

He grabbed the cyclone with his hands.

That was the start of a hurricane band.



(Bass and Drums and a Guitar hail

Keyboard clickin his fingernails)



Come on baby, baby clap your hands

I know he needs your lovin' don't you understand

Come on baby, baby clap your hands

Shake it, shake it any way you can





Here come Blue like hell on wheels

Tryin' anything just to feel the feel

Love is the medicine that moves his soul

He gets his kicks from rock and roll



Look out baby its fixin to scream

Blue Jillions rockin'to Smithereens



Come on baby, baby clap your hands

I know he needs your lovin' don't you understand

Come on baby, baby clap your hands

Shake it, shake it any way you can