One day about or five years ago We is settin' at the Conoco Kickin' tires, and swattin' And discussin' the of the Union
When out in front of the Baptist church a big old purple school bus Had astrological upon it And thirty-five hippies and inside
half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn And dogs commenced on the fireplug of 'em set there 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 was, was a bunch a' them crispy critters And their was a space cadet
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the goin' and the sitar out We camp in the city park, man"
I says, "Boys, let me the situation to ya A, you're me down And B, we got us a leash law And C, you in the town"
"You one string a' beads in that there park And you gonna see a whole lot of You got fifteen seconds to get out of town, Or we blow ya to Mars"
Well, all got back in the purple bus And proceeded to the limits the telephone rang, was the swimmin' pool Says a mess a' critters was in it
So we all got in the Marshal's is always at the Conoco station Went on down to the swimmin' pool To give them a citation
By the time we arrived, it was too damn Them critters is all had their down Them was tearin' the bathhouse apart And they's after the fish in the pond
I says, "Roy, you get the one in the T-shirt And I'll get the with a net" We gonna have a jail full of naked crispy And a drip-dry cadet"
Well, we 'em hell, but we lost the war 'Cause critters outnumbered us So they moved in and set up And they lived in purple school bus
Six weeks later, was nothin' in town But eighty-four and a head shop Sellin' dried up weeds, and sunflower And astrological
Yeah, critters took over the Council And the all barked their brains out And the whole town was crispy critters And the mayor was a cadet