I get a charge out of watching high-flying Chris von Erich
I call him "Dead Kid #3" in my mental numeric
I'm goin' to RASSLIN'
I'm goin' to RASSLIN'
One Man Gang's morbidly obese, but he is mighty quick
Can't wait till he turns African with special help from Slick
I sure like RASSLIN'
Who writes this RASSLIN'
The Nature Boy Ric Flair, he sure loves whipping out his cock
Every stewardess knows his pubes are dark brown... man, what a crock!
But I still like RASSLIN'
Gotta have that RASSLIN'
Someday Andre the Giant won't be able to stand without a brace
His body will break down and take a shit in Bad News' face
But that's just RASSLIN'
Some stinky RASSLIN'
Texas' own Kerry von Erich always makes me scream and jump
Especially when he's high on pills and shows his mangled stump
Don't you love RASSLIN'
Three cheers for RASSLIN'
If you recall, Fritz was a Nazi just after the war
He shot and burned a village of Jews, so join me... "HE'S HARD-CORE!"
I loves that RASSLIN'
Gonna

some RASSLIN'
Last night I dreamed I passed away, and made my last farewell
Then Jesus said it's time for rasslin'! St. Peter, ring the bell.
But when I saw the inbred fans, I knew I was in Hell
But that's just RASSLIN'
R-O-L-A-I-D-S, RASSLIN'
In the Cotton Bowl, rock over London, rock on Chicago, Budweiser is the King of Beers.