One day four or five years ago We is settin' at the Conoco tires, and swattin' flies And discussin' the of the Union
When right out in of the Baptist church Come a big old purple bus Had astrological signs it And thirty-five hippies and inside
About of 'em went for the courthouse lawn And dogs commenced on the fireplug Rest of 'em set there 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" they was, was a bunch a' them crispy critters And their leader was a cadet
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the incense goin' and the out We camp 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 string a' beads in that there And you see a whole 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 proceeded to the city Then the rang, was the swimmin' pool Says a a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Plymouth Which is always at the station Went flashin' on down to the swimmin' To give them critters a
By the time we arrived, it was too damn Them critters is all had pants down Them dogs was 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 have a jail full of naked crispy critters And a drip-dry cadet"
Well, we gave 'em hell, but we the war them critters outnumbered us So they in and set up camp And they lived in that school bus
Six weeks later, there was in town But eighty-four and a head shop dried up weeds, and sunflower seeds And postcards
Yeah, took over the City Council And the dogs all their brains out And the whole town was crispy critters And the mayor was a space