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