It was a weekend's eve
I had sex on my breath
I was lookin' for somethin' to see
With a borrowed black
Leather and my best fishin' hat
Well it was just Wendy o and me
We called old swamp
Up on the telephone
And said we was comin' on
Down to pick him up
And then, he said
Hey swampy, me and greeny'll come along
But only if we can bring a friend
His name is Harold
I said okay
Now, we had a Swamper
Greeny, wendy o, Stanley
Harold Of The Rocks and me
We hopped into my dart
And headed for the nightbreak
To see a man they call schooly d
Harold he's a friendly guy
He rambles on and on
He'll talk the balls off a rhinosaurus
Fact is he just doesn't make much sense
Well Stan said
This guy's pretty bizarre gus
Harold of the rocks
I saw Harold at a party trouzy threw
Late one night
I said, hey man do you remember me?
He said, o' course
I do snapdad and let me tell ya right
'Bout now I'm lit up like an ol' Christmas tree
Hey bro you know I'd like to thank you once
Again for let'n me
Hang with ya' all across
The bay when I look back at that Night
I get me a warm spot across my heart
Then he shook my hand, and walked away
That's the last I seen of Harold
Harold of the rocks
So in the end
Swamper and greeny
Finally succumb to yhe ways of Harold
And in doing so rach gave just a little bit
Of his soul away
What a couple of dumbshits
