Playing jazz in the fifties, but found rock and pop
A mad Spector telling him to never stop
A destructive force from The Wrecking Crew
Sonic revolutions from forgetting beat two
Inspiring a kid to go past Surfin\' USA
To write a masterpiece, drums hard and strong all the way
The Boxer in a lift shaft for all to hear
Six Best Song Grammies, six great years
Disco rhythms from a disliked beat
\"Hal Blaine Strikes Again\" on the session sheet
The 40 number ones, still front and centre
But playing on jingles as the drum machines enter
Later working as a guard and writing a book
After losing the money his ex-wife took
He died with a legacy, the percussion no more
May he forever rest on beat two and four