Lyrics:

Well grab your shoes, and grab your balls And lets head to those heavenly halls Sit on down and grab a beer Because bowling time is pretty near Tortured men forget their pain When they head to the bowling lane Let's go bowling Let's go bowling, got a coupon Let's go bowling, for a free game Let's go bowling Let's go bowling, let's go bowling Let's do it now Because Wrestlemania's fine by me Monster trucks are a sight to see A cultured life, that's nice and all But there ain't nothing better than a bowling ball You know the sport that God would choose Is the one with the three-tone leather-sole shoes Let's go bowling Let's go bowling, got a coupon Let's go bowling, from a juice can Let's go bowling Let's go bowling, let's go bowling Let's do it now Yes bowling! The sport of kings! The sport of queens! The sport of dukes...Earls...Bos...Johns...anything that looks good when it's embroidered on a polyester shirt. And you know, bowling takes on this almost religious significance because it's so much like a religion. I mean the ball is round, like the earth, and it's got the holy trinity: the Father, the Son, and the.. Thumbhole. And as you roll the ball down the alley of life...Striking out the pagan religions of the past... Sparing them the anguish of their lives in the gutter... Framing their existence in an eternal metaphysicalness something like a 7-10 split! We'll be bowling in Moosejaw (yeah, yeah) We'll be bowling in Hickton (yeah, yeah) We'll be bowling in Gander (yeah, yeah) And in the Kingston Township (yeah, yeah) We'll be bowling Vancouver, bowling Saskatoon Someday they'