One day four or five years ago We is settin' at the Conoco Kickin' tires, and swattin' And discussin' the of the Union
When right out in of the Baptist church Come a big old school bus Had astrological signs it And thirty-five hippies and inside
About half of 'em went for the courthouse And them dogs 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 bunch a' them critters And leader was a space cadet
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 leash law And C, you in the town"
"You drop one string a' beads in that park And you see a whole lot of stars You got fifteen to get out of town, boys Or we gonna ya to Mars"
Well, all got back in the purple bus And to the city limits Then the telephone rang, was the swimmin' Says a a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Marshal's is always at the Conoco station Went flashin' on down to the swimmin' To them critters a citation
By the time we arrived, it was too late Them critters is all had pants down Them dogs was tearin' the bathhouse And they's the fish in the fish pond
I says, "Roy, you get the one in the T-shirt And I'll get the with a net" We gonna 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 lived in that purple school bus
Six weeks later, was nothin' in town But eighty-four dogs and a head dried up weeds, and sunflower seeds And postcards
Yeah, critters took over the City And the dogs all their brains out And the whole town was crispy critters And the mayor was a cadet