(原詩)

Some turn out a hundred grand
Get with it, we'll shake his hand
Don't bother to understand
Don't question the little man
Be part of the brotherhood
Yes, it's chain lightning
It feels so good

(interlude)

Hush brother, we cross the square
Act natural like you don't care
Turn slowly and comb your hair
Don't trouble the midnight air
We're standing just where he stood
It was chain lightning
It feels so good