One day about or five years ago We is settin' at the Conoco Kickin' tires, and swattin' And discussin' the state of the
When right out in front of the Baptist Come a big old school bus Had astrological upon it And hippies and dogs inside
half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn And them commenced on the fireplug Rest of 'em set starin' at us And I says, "Roy, go get flit gun"
He says, "Which is the hippies?" And is the dogs?" I says, "Beats the out of me, Roy" What they was, was a a' them crispy critters And their leader was a space
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the goin' and the sitar out We gonna in the city park, man"
I says, "Boys, let me the situation to ya A, you're gettin' me And B, we got us a law here And C, you in the town"
"You drop one a' beads in that there park And you gonna see a lot of stars You got fifteen to get out of town, boys Or we blow ya to Mars"
Well, all got back in the purple bus And to the city limits Then the rang, was the swimmin' pool Says a a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Marshal's Which is always at the Conoco flashin' on down to the swimmin' pool To give critters a citation
By the we arrived, it was too damn late Them critters is all had their pants Them was tearin' the bathhouse apart And they's after the in the fish pond
I says, "Roy, you get the one in the silver And I'll get the with a net" We gonna have a full of naked crispy critters And a space cadet"
Well, we 'em hell, but we lost the war 'Cause them outnumbered us So they moved in and set up And they in that purple school bus
Six later, there was nothin' in town But eighty-four dogs and a shop dried up weeds, and sunflower seeds And astrological
Yeah, critters took over the Council And the dogs all their brains out And the whole damn was crispy critters And the mayor was a space