the city council met last night the vote was one to six denying access to our
town by tv´s "g.e. smith" the mayor cited nightmares had by his daughter
eileen she dreamed that ugly fucker´s face popped out the friggin´ screen
chorus: they said no, they said no way. not in my back yard he can not stay
that eyesore is a stain upon our nation if you think he´s livin´ by me there´s
no way g.e. felt the set back but refusing to surrender he bought a house
disguised as the guitarist of the pretenders but at the party we like to throw
for new homeowners we caught him when he couldn´t play the lead from "tattooed
love boys" chorus a man has got the right to homestead anywhere he can but
that just begs the question, what exactly is a man? blond frankenstein with
dutchboy hair would hardly qualify so we must live free of this hall & oats
reject or die chorus