C. W. Mccall - Crispy Critters guitar chord
C.W. McCall
Crispy Critters
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One day about four or five years ago
We is settin' at the Conoco station
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Kickin' tires, and swattin' flies,
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And discussin' the State of the Union
When right out in front of the Baptist church
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Come a big ol' purple school bus
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Had astrological signs upon it
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And thirty-five hippies and dogs inside
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About half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn
And them dogs commenced on the fireplug
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Rest of 'em set there starin' at us
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And I says, "Roy, go get your Flit gun"
He says, "Which is the hippies? And which is the dogs?"
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I says, "Beats the hell outta me, Roy."
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What they was, was a bunch a' them Crispy Critters
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And their leader was a space cadet
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He says, "Sagittarius, we has arrived.
"Prepare to disembark, men.
"Get the incense goin' and the sitar out
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"We gonna camp in the city park, man."
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I says, "Boys, let me explain the situation to ya.
"A: you're gettin' me down
"And B: we got us a leash law here
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"And C: you in the wrong town.
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"You drop one string a' beads in that there park
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"And you gonna see a whole lotta stars.
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"You got fifteen seconds to get out of town, boys,
"Or we gonna blow ya ta Mars."
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Well, they all got back in the purple bus
And proceeded to the city limits.
Then the telephone rang, was the swimmin' pool
Says a mess a' wild Critters was in it!
So we all got in the Marshal's Plymouth
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Which is always at the Conoco station
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Went flashin' on down to the swimmin' pool
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To give them Critters a citation
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By the time we arrived, it was too damn late
Them critters is all had their pants down
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Them dogs was tearin' the bathhouse apart,
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And they's after the fish in the fish pond!
I says, "Roy, you get the one in the silver T-shirt
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"And I'll get the rest with a net.
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"We gonna have a jail full a' naked Crispy Critters
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"And a drip-dry space cadet."
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Well, we gave 'em hell, but we lost the war
'Cause them Critters outnumbered us
So they moved in and set up camp
And they lived in that purple school bus
Six weeks later, there was nothin' in town
But eighty-four dogs and a head shop
Sellin' dried up weeds, and sunflower seeds,
And astrological postcards
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Yeah, Critters took over the City Council
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And the dogs all barked their brains out
And the whole damn town was Crispy Critters
And the mayor was a space cadet
