Transcript (en)

Prison members there, they began to wake. Fans were jumping and they jumped, began to swing. You should have heard the locked-out jailbirds sing, Let it rock, everybody let it rock. Everybody at all said, fuck. We'll dance it to the Dale Al Rock. Spider-Burby played his in a saxophone. Little Joe was blowing on the slide trombone. The trombone from Illinois would crash boom-bang. The whole rhythm section was a purple gang like a rock And the body like a rock And the body like a rock