In the Showers at the Jailhouse Rock

Intro

Warden threw a party in the county jail…

But tonight the band ain’t playin’… they’re all in the shower…

Let’s rock…

Verse 1

The warden threw a party in the county jail

The prison band was there but the showers didn’t fail

Whole cell block stripped down, skin shining clean

Everybody grabbin’ soap, know what I mean?

Chorus

Everyone’s in the shower block at the Jailhouse Rock

Cleaning their booty for free

Scrubbing their cocks, ram-a-dam-a-dam-dam

They grab the hose and yell, “Yippee!”

Verse 2

Number 47 said to Number 3

“Pass the soap, baby, come stand close to me”

They’re slippin’ and slidin’ under the hot stream

Rubbing and rinsing, living that prison dream

Chorus

Everyone’s in the shower block at the Jailhouse Rock

Cleaning their booty for free

Scrubbing their cocks, ram-a-dam-a-dam-dam

They grab the hose and yell, “Yippee!”

Verse 3

Stu’s in the corner weeping like an old man

Clutching his towel with a five-year master plan

He won’t turn around, he won’t drop that soap

Stares at the tiles and quietly loses hope

Verse 4

Big Bubba grabbed the hose with a thunderous roar

Sprayed it high and low, now the whole block’s soaked some more

Water shootin’ wild like a firehose fountain

Everybody dancin’, hollerin’, “More soap! More mountain!”

Verse 5

Tiny Tim came sliding ‘cross the slippery floor

Tried to stay upright but he lost it by the door

Landed on his knees with a high-pitched yelp

Now he’s eye-to-eye with the wrong kind of help

Bridge

The guard on duty leaned back with a dirty grin

Said “Gentlemen, wash every crack and every inch within”

He tossed in extra bars of that cheap government soap

Twenty grown men screamed at once… “NOPE!”

Old man Jenkins thinks it’s still nineteen fifty-three

Singing doo-wop while scrubbing on one knee

Shouting “Eric Blander would be proud of this rock ‘n’ roll shower!”

While the young ones twerk it under twenty gallons an hour

Extra Verse

Lights start flickerin’, the water’s turning cold

But nobody’s stopping, the story’s getting old

They’re still lathered up, doing the prison jive

One last ram-a-dam before they barely survive

Outro / Fade

Yeah, it’s still Jailhouse Rock… but it ain’t

‘Cause everybody’s naked and nobody’s a saint

Water running hot, bodies bumping, don’t you dare stop

Just keep on scrubbing… at the Jailhouse… Rock…

(fade out with echoing “ram-a-dam-a-dam-dam… yippee… don’t drop the soap… scrubbing my cock… one more time, boys!”