The famous tune Grease Lightning is a champion number from the 1971 melodic Grease and its 1978 film variation. Composed by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey, the tune impeccably embodies the energy and defiant soul of the 1950s, mixing rock ‘n’ roll with brazen, high-power verses. Performed by the person Danny Zuko depicted by John Travolta in the film, Grease Lightning portrays the change of a summary vehicle into a smooth, show-halting dragster.
The verses commend the excitement of customization, speed, and style, sprinkled with energetic allusions and humor. First showing up in the stage melodic, the tune earned worldwide respect with its enthusiastic movement and snappy tune in the film, turning into an immortal song of praise of youth and vehicle culture.
Greased Lightning
Attribute | Details |
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Song Title | Greased Lightning |
Lyricists | Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey |
Origin | From the musical Grease (1971) and the film adaptation (1978) |
Performed By | Danny Zuko (portrayed by John Travolta in the film) |
Genre | Rock ‘n’ Roll, Musical Theater |
Theme | Car transformation, speed, youth culture, and rebellion |
Key Elements | High-energy lyrics, playful innuendos, and vivid descriptions of car upgrades |
Cultural Impact | Iconic representation of 1950s youth and car culture; a timeless classic |
First Appearance | Stage musical Grease (1971) |
Popularity Peak | With the release of the film adaptation in 1978 |
Memorable Line | “This car is automatic, it’s systematic, it’s hydromatic!” |
Greased Lightning Lyrics
Why this car is automatic
It’s systematic
It’s hydromatic
Why it’s grease lightning (grease lightning)
We’ll get some overhead lifters, then some four barrel quads, oh yeah
(Keep talking, whoa, keep talking)
A fuel injection cutoff and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
(I’ll get the money, I’ll kill to get the money)
With a four speed on the floor they’ll be waiting at the door
You know that ain’t no shit, we’ll be getting lots of tit
Grease Lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go grease lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
Go grease lightning you’re coasting through the heat lap trials
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
We’ll get some purple fringe tail lights and thirty inch fins, oh yeah
(Ooh)
A Palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah
(Ooh)
With new pistols, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocks
You know that I ain’t bragging, she’s a real pussy wagon
Grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go grease lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
Go grease lighting you’re coasting through the heat lap trials
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go grease lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
Go, go grease lighting you’re coasting through the hit lap trials
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning
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