[MR. BONES]
Hey little boy
Look over there
That’s what they call an electric chair

[MR. TAMBO]
If on that chair
You put your rear
Your hair frizzes out
And your eyes disappear

[BOTH]
It’s a natural fact, I hear

[MR. BONES]
Not ev’ry state’s got one of those

[MR. TAMBO]
It can deep fry your skin, it can curl up your toes

[BOTH]
It’s a natural fact, God knows

Oh, the juice runs through you
And you start to shake
It’s a kind of tap dance
But you ain’t awake
Just to hear that sizzlin’ sound
People come from miles around
Mom and dad get crammed inside
While their sonny boy’s electrified
It’s so shocking, I declare
Can’t duplicate it anywhere
Glory bе to our electric chair!
[MR. BONES, spoken]
Dance! I said dancе!

Dance break

[BOTH]
So little boy
Lift up your chin
Bein’ afraid ain’t a terrible sin
Don’t blubber like that
Don’t sit there and cry
It’s not ev’ry guy gets to light up the sky
What a fabulous way
A fabu-abulous way

[ALL]
To die!