One day about or five years ago We is settin' at the station tires, and swattin' flies And discussin' the of the Union
right out in front of the Baptist church Come a big old school bus Had signs upon it And thirty-five and dogs inside
half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn And them dogs commenced on the of 'em set there starin' at us And I says, "Roy, go get your 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 their leader was a space
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the incense and the sitar out We gonna camp in the park, man"
I says, "Boys, let me explain the to ya A, gettin' 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 see a whole lot of stars You got fifteen to get out of town, boys Or we gonna ya to Mars"
Well, they all got in the purple bus And to the city limits Then the telephone rang, was the swimmin' a mess a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Marshal's Which is always at the Conoco Went flashin' on down to the pool To give critters a citation
By the time we arrived, it was too late Them is all had their pants down Them dogs was tearin' the apart And after the fish in the fish pond
I says, "Roy, you get the one in the silver And get the rest with a net" We gonna a jail full of naked crispy critters And a space cadet"
Well, we gave 'em hell, but we the war 'Cause critters outnumbered us So moved in and set up camp And they in that purple school bus
Six weeks later, there was nothin' in But eighty-four dogs and a head Sellin' dried up weeds, and sunflower And astrological
Yeah, critters over the City Council And the dogs all barked brains out And the whole damn town was crispy And the mayor was a space