Re-dialing hang off, and I get put down All of these feelings call me telephone Numb as I remember from numeric pads Like Lucile And Wichita It hit me almost like a song It was almost like a song It was almost like a song It was almost like a song Repetition's what royalty says You get one idea and you kick it along So many references and no referees Like blue eyes Cryin' in the rain Hits me almost like a song (Yeah, yeah) It was almost like a song (Yeah, yeah) It was almost like a song It was almost like a song (Yeah, yeah) With the men and women from the electric company Say, hey Wise-o, hey Boss, hey Chips Do you wanna try some of these? Well get on your knees And beg me please Woooo! The body is a temple So shut your mouth Well, that's it We'll never get along Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba I search my pockets for a Phillips head screw And wonder, which guitar Do you consider the best guitar? Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oooh It was almost like a song (Yeah, yeah) It was almost like a song (Yeah, yeah) It was almost like a song It was almost like a song (Yeah, yeah) Woooo! (Stay at the machines, boys)