One day about or five years ago We is settin' at the station Kickin' tires, and swattin' And discussin' the of the Union
When out in front of the Baptist church Come a big old school bus Had astrological signs it And thirty-five and dogs inside
half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn And them dogs 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 leader was a space
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the goin' 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 drop one string a' beads in that 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 back in the bus And proceeded to the limits Then the telephone rang, was the pool a mess a' wild critters was in it
So we all got in the Plymouth Which is at the Conoco station flashin' on down to the swimmin' pool To give them critters a
By the time we arrived, it was too late critters is all had their pants down Them dogs was the bathhouse apart And they's 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 of naked crispy critters And a drip-dry cadet"
Well, we 'em hell, but we lost the war 'Cause critters outnumbered us So they in and set up camp And lived in that purple school bus
Six weeks later, was nothin' in town But dogs and a head shop Sellin' dried up weeds, and sunflower And postcards
Yeah, took over the City Council And the dogs all barked brains out And the whole damn town was critters And the mayor was a cadet