One day about four or years ago We is at the Conoco station Kickin' tires, and swattin' And discussin' the of the Union
When right out in of the Baptist church Come a big old purple bus Had signs upon 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 there 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 a' them crispy critters And their leader was a 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 law here And C, you in the town"
"You drop one string a' beads in that park And you gonna see a lot of stars You got fifteen seconds to get out of town, Or we blow ya to Mars"
Well, they all got back in the bus And proceeded to the city Then the rang, was the swimmin' pool Says a a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Marshal's Which is at the Conoco station flashin' on down to the swimmin' pool To give them critters a
By the we arrived, it was too damn late critters is all had their pants down Them dogs was the bathhouse apart And they's after the fish in the fish
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 critters And a drip-dry cadet"
Well, we gave 'em hell, but we the war 'Cause critters outnumbered us So moved in and set up camp And they lived in purple school bus
Six weeks later, there was nothin' in But eighty-four dogs and a shop Sellin' dried up weeds, and sunflower And postcards
Yeah, critters took over the Council And the dogs all barked their out And the damn town was crispy critters And the mayor was a cadet