Текст песни The Dead Milkmen - The Thing That Only Eats Hippies
The Dead Milkmen - The Thing That Only Eats Hippies слова песни
Wendel brought it to life in his guest room bath tubIt was a special project for his 4-H clubBut it broke loose out in the middle of the nightAnd now it`s eatin` flower children left and rightAll the punks are gonna scream yippee`Cause it`s the thing that only eats hippiesFirst it cruised on out to MalibuAnd ate a couple a` surfersWho where too tough to chewSo it slithered it`s wayOut to old IrvineAnd ate a couple a` hippiesAnd they tasted just fineNow its got a sweet tooth for long hairSo Bob and Greg and Grant you should bewareFollowin` the Dead is how it gets it`s kicksShame it wasn`t born in 1966Listens to the music and begins to swayDreamin` acid dreams of a hippie souffleHey hey heyWhat do they taste like -Some kind a` treat?How many hippies can this monster eat?It ate Stills and Nash before they could shoutAnd then it chewed on David CrosbyBut it spit him outAll the punks are gonna scream yippee`Cause it`s the thing that only eats hippiesThere it goesGonna send `em all to that big Folk Festival in the skySo long suckers!