Gay guitar pickers dont turn me on

Dinosaur Hank Bocephus Trashes

He even disses disco, saying "these flashing lights sure make me dizzy" and describing a bar that's turned into a spaceship. You're not gonna find any high-heeled sneakers or Donna Summer records in this joint, and that "music" you're playing certainly ain't rock and roll or country.

In the second verse, he narrows his qualms to the disco age. It looks like they've turned the longhorn into a spaceship. But Hank's not alone in his nostalgia for the good old days. But now, with flashing lights and a disco beat, it's all too much for him: "And you know these flashing lights sure make me dizzy, and this disco's very strange to my ear.

You’re singin’ a song about making love to your drummer / Well, gay guitar pickers don’t turn me on, he says. As he puts it, "I should've died a long time before. Hank Williams Jr. He takes aim at the performers, singing, "Gay guitar-pickers don't turn me on" and questioning whether they know any old Hank Williams songs.

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Well, gay guitar pickers don't turn me on And we don't all get into Donna Summer Do you happen to know any ol' Hank Williams songs? Have pity on a dinosaur, hand me my hat, excuse me man, but where's the door? Hank may be a dinosaur, but he's a badass one who doesn't take any crap from these newfangled musicians.

Get the latest American Beat delivered right to your inbox. [Chorus] ' Cause you see I'm a dinosaur. It starts early on with the shade: “Hey man, them ain’t high heel sneakers / And they sure don’t look like cowboy boots.” In the forthcoming lines, it is clear he’s not into the gays: “You’re singin’ a song about makin’ love to your drummer / Well, gay guitar pickers don’t turn me on.” Yikes!.

With lyrics like "Used to be I had a lotta fun in this old hangout, we'd get stoned at the jukebox and stay outta fights," Hank takes us back to a time when things were simpler and the music had soul.