One day about four or years ago We is at the Conoco station Kickin' tires, and flies And the state of the Union
When right out in front of the church a big old purple school bus Had signs upon it And hippies and dogs inside
About half of 'em went for the lawn And dogs commenced on the fireplug 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' crispy critters And their leader was a cadet
He says, "Sagittarius, we has to disembark, men Get the incense goin' and the out We camp in the city park, man"
I says, "Boys, let me the situation to ya A, gettin' me down And B, we got us a law here And C, you in the town"
"You one string 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, 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 always at the Conoco Went flashin' on down to the swimmin' To give them a citation
By the time we arrived, it was too damn Them critters is all had pants down dogs was tearin' 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 of naked crispy critters And a space cadet"
Well, we gave 'em hell, but we the war them critters outnumbered us So they moved in and set up And lived in that purple school bus
Six later, there was nothin' in town But dogs and a head shop Sellin' dried up weeds, and seeds And postcards
Yeah, critters took the City Council And the dogs all their brains out And the damn town was crispy critters And the mayor was a space