Shake and Bake

Down at the epicenter someone checked the Richter scale and found it was a 7.3. Everything was shaking and the scientists were gathering the numbers and the decimals and checking out the evidence before it all fell in the sea

Shake and bake

Out in Topanga Canyon, all of the movie stars and all of the A&Rs were picking up the latest tracks and gathering the filofax and getting set to split the scene. Gold records melting down and scriptwriters leaving town and nobody's taking lunch and baby now I've got a hunch that this one's gonna leave us clean

Shake and bake

Mud slides and aftershocks, riots, floods and broken locks. The smog is gonna choke us while we're waiting for the locusts and baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby call my agent and I promise I'll get back to you

Shake and bake