D-law Lyrics

Look at that guy in those tight leather-pantsHe can't sing and you can see he can't danceAnd soulfinger's spinning; throwing his hairHe's got nothing to say; He's just happy 2 B thereLook at his friend and look at his face...He's got a 1 track mind'n'a 2 stringed bass!On garbage drums with a license to swingPete sets the pace to anything...But I don't care - No!'Coz by the order of the police'n'sweet olde WaltYeah! We do as we please...It's the Disneyland law - Disneyland lawAnd we don't need no more noWe got the Disneyland law - Disneyland lawYeah, it's so far out; It makes anarchy a boreWhat the critics defined as presence of mindWas nothing but a wish 2 be 4 of a kind...And though we don't share the same labelEach of us is a can of tomato...From lower ego to upper i.d.We're climbing up on the social treeFrom cellar to t.v. - Arena to bowlTo penthouse-view from misery...But I don't care - No!'Coz by the order of the police'n'sweet olde WaltYeah! We do as we please...It's the Disneyland lawDisneyland lawAnd we don't need no more no!We got the Disneyland lawDisneyland lawYeah, it's so far out; It makes anarchy a boreDisneyland lawYeah! We're doing our dutyDisneyland lawFollowing a trackDisneyland law With our pistol foreskin back!481914Anyplace U haven't been?This ain't open territory...We're building a road-block- On your guard, boys!!- Ohmygod there's a maniac in here.!!.Yeah! By order of the police- We do as we pleaseWanna hear something funny?- We print our own money!!Disneyland lawDisneyland law And we don't need moreWe got the Disneyland lawDisneyland lawIt's so far out it makes anarchy a boreDisneyland lawIt's the beauty of the dutyDisneyland lawWhen following a trackDisneyland lawDisneyland law With out pistols foreskin back !