Nothing is crueler than children
Who come from good homes
God'll forgive them I guess
But whose side are you on
Driving around the old town
I remember it all
Dropping my lunchbox
And tampax all over the hall
(And they said) you are a socialist c**ehead
E know from your clothes
You are a Satanist worshipper of things evil
Think you're a poet a folksinger poseur nah-oh
A volleyball player you've got to be kidding us all
So we hide from the guns
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
No-one can stop us the plot
Is a work of genius
No-one has bought the rights yet
But we're not giving up
Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
Directed by spielberg and starring the m******** club
Mary you look like hell
Stuck in that ridiculous shell
Give us some light and god's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and god's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and god's pure love
We're taking you to Hollywood
"HOLLLLEEEEEEEEWOOD!!!!"
And we hide from the guns
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
One plays a socialist c**ehead
We dress in my clothes
One plays a Satanist
Worshipper of thing evil
One plays a poet
Who starts up a band of his own
One plays a volleyball
Player with both her wrists broke
And we wear what we want
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
The dark suburban lawns
And we give them good homes
Give them love they've never known
In the loft of the barn
In the town where I was born
Who come from good homes
God'll forgive them I guess
But whose side are you on
Driving around the old town
I remember it all
Dropping my lunchbox
And tampax all over the hall
(And they said) you are a socialist c**ehead
E know from your clothes
You are a Satanist worshipper of things evil
Think you're a poet a folksinger poseur nah-oh
A volleyball player you've got to be kidding us all
So we hide from the guns
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
No-one can stop us the plot
Is a work of genius
No-one has bought the rights yet
But we're not giving up
Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
Directed by spielberg and starring the m******** club
Mary you look like hell
Stuck in that ridiculous shell
Give us some light and god's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and god's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and god's pure love
We're taking you to Hollywood
"HOLLLLEEEEEEEEWOOD!!!!"
And we hide from the guns
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
One plays a socialist c**ehead
We dress in my clothes
One plays a Satanist
Worshipper of thing evil
One plays a poet
Who starts up a band of his own
One plays a volleyball
Player with both her wrists broke
And we wear what we want
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
The dark suburban lawns
And we give them good homes
Give them love they've never known
In the loft of the barn
In the town where I was born