You really like gorillas?   We've got just the pet for you   It's the way you're forced to act   To survive our schools       Make your whole life revolve around sports   Walk tough-don't act too smart   Be a mean machine   Then we'll let you get ahead       Jock-O-Rama-Save my soul    We're under the thumb of the Beef Patrol    The future of America is in their hands    Watch it roll over Niagara Falls    Pep rally in the holy temple   And you're forced to go   Masturbate en masse   With the favored religious cult    Cheerleaders yell-"Ra Ra Team"   From the locker room parades the prime beef   When archaeologists dig this up   They'll either laugh or cry       Jock-O-Rama-On the brain    Redneck-a-thon drivin' me insane    The future of America is in their hands    Watch it roll over Niagara Falls    Unzip that old time religion   On the almighty football field   Beerbellies of all ages   Come to watch the gladiators bleed    "Now boys, this game ain't played for fun   You're going out there to win   How d'ya win?   Get out there   And snap the other guy's knee!"       Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!   Ra Ra Ra   Snap those spinal cords   Ha Ha Ha       The star quarterback lies injured   Unconscious on the football field   Looks like his neck's been broken   Seems to happen somewhere every year       His mom and dad clutch themselves and cry   Their favorite son will never walk again   Coach says, "That boy gave a hundred percent   What spirit   What a man"       But who cares?   Games over-Let's go get wasted man   To the 7-11, to the liquor store   Let's party all night and party some more       Another Trans-Am   Wrapped itself around a telephone pole   "I ain't drunk, officer   I just fell gettin' out of my car"       Don't worry about it, son   We were that way when we were young   You've got all the skills   To make a damn good businessman       Jock-O-Rama-that's the law    Come lick the butts of the Beef Patrol    If the future of America is handed to them    Watch it roll over Niagara Falls