One day about four or five ago We is at the Conoco station Kickin' tires, and flies And discussin' the state of the
When right out in of the Baptist church Come a big old purple bus Had signs upon it And thirty-five hippies and dogs
About half of 'em went for the courthouse And them dogs commenced on the Rest of 'em set there 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 a' them crispy critters And their was a space cadet
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the incense and the sitar out We gonna in the city park, man"
I says, "Boys, let me the situation to ya A, gettin' me down And B, we got us a leash law And C, you in the town"
"You drop one string a' beads in there park And you see a whole lot of stars You got seconds to get out of town, boys Or we gonna ya to Mars"
Well, all got back in the purple bus And proceeded to the limits Then the telephone rang, was the pool Says a mess a' wild was in it
So we all got in the Plymouth Which is always at the station Went flashin' on down to the pool To give them critters a
By the we arrived, it was too damn late Them is all had their pants down 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 rest a net" We gonna have a jail full of naked crispy And a space cadet"
Well, we gave 'em hell, but we the war 'Cause them outnumbered us So moved in and set up camp And lived in that purple school bus
Six weeks later, was nothin' in town But eighty-four and a head shop Sellin' dried up weeds, and seeds And postcards
Yeah, critters took over the Council And the dogs all barked their out And the whole town was crispy critters And the mayor was a cadet