The Wig Out - U.S. Bombs

There’s a brand new gig

And it’s called the wig

Its not for your head

Its not the jig

Lossen up your pants

And freak to the beat

Take a slug of you beer

And let it rip

If ya had a hard day, then ya better start wiggin out

Ya don’t have to count and it don’t take a talent scout

Ys don’t have to measure up You don’t need a coin for the cup

Just go for it, let it rip

Wig Out!

— exit

Nobody cares if you wanna flip

If everyone stares there just jealous

If yer home alone put your pajamas on Turn the music up and let the neighbors wig

If you hit some one you don’t have to fitght

The cops will bring yer own spot light

No tough guys need to prove

You had a dog day afternoon

Just blow off and wig on out!