never mind the instruments you can hum the tone now take it from the top yeah right old friend
a one a two i'm sick of the news hate living today
day i want to be prehistoric bedrock bedrock yeah red never wore shoes what are you a wise
guy with pebbles he'd play good to go in the primeval mist of it bedrock bedrock
hey
you're a modern stone age family i'd like to meet sweetheart you're home and fred will start up his
car using his feet my civilized blues will melt right away
on a big dinosaur i'd sit
in old bedrock
bam bam Willma would
be my mate i'd work more
mr slate wish i was friend bedrock bedrock
Wilma
Get center on the table i'm home
Here goes
a sweet little old lady pebbles
My name is
Ben. справll
and Fred Flintstone.
Bedrock, bedrock
I want to live where
Barney Rubble is right next door
Put out the saber to catch
Hit the drive-in
Big rack of ribs
Tips over the car
Yabba-dabba-doo
Yabba-dabba-doo
Is what I would say
I'm gonna have a gay old time of it
In old Bedrock
I think it'd even fit for Dino
to live.
And Dino will jump and bark
They'd eat him in Jurassic Park
Then he'd be dead
Bedrock, bedrock
Bedrock
What are you guys blabbing about?
Will you let me out of here?