The
Hop
Well
if you're not being fed
You
can go where you're led
Do
the hop
To
where the preacher is the coolest
And
the choir is the smoothest
Do
the hop
All
the cats and chicks
Get
their sermon picks
When
they hop
Let's
go do the hop
Let's
go do the hop
Let's
go do the hop
Let's
go do the hop
Baaa Baaa
Let's
go do the hop
Well
you can see where they are rolling
And
they don't play cards or bowling
When
you hop
And
if the Spirit starts wooing
That's
when to try a new one
Do
the hop
Do
the church sensation
That's
sweeping the nation
Do
the hop
Well
if you get a little bitter
'Cause
you're the babysitter
Do
the hop
And
if the preacher is a turkey
Just
say, "Goodbye, you jerk"
And
do the hop
All
the cats and chicks
Get
their sermon picks
When
they hop
Well
you can hide up in the balcony
And
never get committed
When
you hop
You
can sleep in on Sunday
And
not be missed on Monday
When
you hop
Do
the church sensation
That's
sweeping the nation
Do
the hop
Idea
1983, written 1984
Lyrics
by Bill Griffin
Lyrics
copyright 1984 Bill