(Am7)Hey, kids, shake it loose to geth er.

The spot light’s hit ting some blind thing ed, that’s been but known to change the weath er.

We’ll kill the fat ted calf to night, so our stick a round.

where we You’re (Bm)gon na hear e out lec in the tric mu sic sol id walls and of sound.

Say, (Gmaj7)Can dy and Ron nie, have you seen them yet, oo, but they’re so spaced out.

B B B B B (C)Ben nie and the Jets.

Oh, but they’re weird and they’re won der ful.

Oh, Ben nie, she’s real ly keen.

She’s got e (C)lec tric boots, a (D)mo hair suit; you know I (Em)read it in a mag a zine, oh.

B B B Ben nie (C)and the (Gmaj7)Jets.

(Am7)Hey, kids, plug in to the faith less.

The May be they’re ting some blind thing ed, that’s been but Ben nie makes them age less.

We’ll We shall fat sur vive; let us take our selves a long,

where we You’re (Bm)fight our par ents out lec in the tric streets to find who’s right and who’s wrong.

Say, (Gmaj7)Can dy and Ron nie, have you seen them yet, oo, but they’re so spaced out.

B B B B B (C)Ben nie and the Jets.

Oh, but they’re weird and they’re won der ful.

Oh, Ben nie, she’s real ly keen.

She’s got e (C)lec tric boots, a (D)mo hair suit; you know I (Em)read it in a mag a zine, oh.

B B B Ben nie (C)and the (Gmaj7)Jets.

(Gmaj7)Ben nie,

Ben nie,

Ben nie,

Ben nie and the Jets.

(Gmaj7)Ben nie,

Ben nie,

Ben nie,

Ben nie and the Jets.

(Gmaj7)Ben nie!