Freaky Feedback Blues Lyrics

There's this girl
Let's call her Tanya
She's got a heart of gold
She don't cook like Buddy Holly
But she knows how to rock n roll
Kinda [?], struck by lightning
[?] she'll never let her heart go cold
Could have been a thunderstorm
She could be [?]
She sits down with a drink at the piano


Starts playing freaky
Freaky (freaky) freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)

Some boys from San Francisco
Got stoned and took a trip to the zoo
Teasing tigers they end up dying
Tell me what's a tiger suppose to do
Rocks in the sling shot pissed off tigers with their gun
Nobody knows how she got loose
It don't really matter lives got shattered
Poor boys with them freaky feedback blues

Got them
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)

What you gonna do with freaky freaky feedback
What you gonna do with freaky freaky feedback
What you gonna do with freaky freaky feedback
What you gonna do with freaky freaky feedback
What you gonna do with freaky freaky feedback

Got them
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)
Freaky (freaky) freaky freaky feedback blues (feedback blues)