Brian Setzer '68 Comeback Special

Phantom-Rocker-Setzer

Well be bop a lula she's my baby
Well be bop a lula summertime blues
Well it's something else man and you can't lose
I'm gonna race with the devil and maybe I'll win
And I'm gonna dance with skinny Jim
Well hang on tight you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Halleluja I love her so
bee I bickey bop bo bo go
Cut across shorty you can't fail
She got a red blue jeans and a pony tail
Well hang on tight man you better get ready
Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well come on everybody let's get together tonight
Say mama can I go out tonight
Well I sure miss you and the twenty flight rock
Get your dungarees on let's a blue jean bop
Well hang on tight you better get ready
Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well hang on tight boys you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well hang on tight you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie

Parker-Phillips

Train arrive 16 coaches long
Train arrive 16 coaches long
Well that long black train
Got my baby and gone

Train train rolling round the bend
Train train rolling round the bend
Well it took my baby
Away from me again

Come down to the station
Meet my baby at the gate
Asked the station master
If the train's running late
He said "If you're a-waiting
on the 444
I hate to tell you son
That train don't stop here anymore"

Train train rolling down down the line
Train train rolling down the line
Well it took my baby
And left poor me behind

-Solo-

Heard that whistle blowing
It was the middle of the night
When I got down to the station
The train was pulling out of sight

Mystery train smoking down the track
Mystery train smoking down the track
Well I don't want no ride
Just bring my baby back

Written by b. setzer and j. mcdonnell

There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearin' black drape coats, all real gone guys
Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans
Lookin' real tough and mighty mean

There's a rumble in brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in brighton tonight

They sew fishhooks under their collars
They got razors in their shoes
I said, 'go cat go,' their battle cry
World war iii is startin' to brew

Now the skinheads all use blackjacks
And they're lookin' mighty mean
They got chains wrapped around their fingers
And their heads are all shaved clean

There's a rumble in brighton tonight


Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in brighton tonight

Well, there ain't a man left standin'
So let's all go get a beer
No team is a winner
So we'll see you all next year

There's a rumble in brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in brighton tonight

Rumble in brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
Rumble in brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight

There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for a sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's a rumble in brighton tonight