One day about or five years ago We is settin' at the Conoco tires, and swattin' flies And the state of the Union
When right out in front of the Baptist a big old purple school bus Had astrological signs it And thirty-five and dogs inside
About half of 'em for the courthouse lawn And them dogs on the fireplug 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 leader 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 drop one a' beads in that there park And you gonna see a lot of stars You got fifteen seconds to get out of town, 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 pool a mess a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Marshal's Which is at the Conoco station Went flashin' on down to the swimmin' To give them critters a
By the time we arrived, it was too late Them critters is all had 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 have a jail full of naked critters And a space cadet"
Well, we gave 'em hell, but we the war 'Cause them critters us So they in and set up camp And they in that purple school bus
Six weeks later, was nothin' in town But eighty-four dogs and a head Sellin' up weeds, and sunflower seeds And astrological
Yeah, took over the City Council And the dogs all their brains out And the damn town was crispy critters And the was a space cadet