Lyrics to Hobo Porn Theme
Red light street light green car boogie
Gonna start up a band and we'll call the band ashtray
We'll call the band ashtray and we'll play at mellow mushroom
Turn the amps to eleven
We'll go on after Jilted and we'll tear the place apart
There's a neon sign and
It lights up on the door of the baptist church
But what else is new
It says "go to hell you limeys, go to hell you limeys"
But there aint' too many in the town, in the town
Ain't too many in the town
Red light orange light green light red
There's a blue and a white and
Cars hiss by my window they say
Vrooom
Vroom
The tree looks fake and the log looks real
The bricks look like an old railroad track
The tree is a log and the log is a rock
The train is a comin' and they're going to the
Clock room of the british museum where they keep
All the clocks of the limeys that the baptists say
Are going straight to hell
Ack!
Street light street car boogie
Street light street car west bank boogie
Well I don't have any fingertips
Like a muppet made of felt like a glass menagerie
Written in a life in contemporary classics
Where the trains all ran and they tripped the light fantastic
And the windows are broken
The christmastree lights are up in the middle of july
Of july, up in the middle of july
We'll start a band called ashtray and we'll write the score
To the summer camp movie that The Dill is gonna make
We'll get Chow and the Rev and Injun Joe
Get Radar and Skull and we'll be ready to go
Oh!
Gonna start up a band and we'll call the band ashtray
We'll call the band ashtray and we'll play at mellow mushroom
Turn the amps to eleven
We'll go on after Jilted and we'll tear the place apart
There's a neon sign and
It lights up on the door of the baptist church
But what else is new
It says "go to hell you limeys, go to hell you limeys"
But there aint' too many in the town, in the town
Ain't too many in the town
Red light orange light green light red
There's a blue and a white and
Cars hiss by my window they say
Vrooom
Vroom
The tree looks fake and the log looks real
The bricks look like an old railroad track
The tree is a log and the log is a rock
The train is a comin' and they're going to the
Clock room of the british museum where they keep
All the clocks of the limeys that the baptists say
Are going straight to hell
Ack!
Street light street car boogie
Street light street car west bank boogie
Well I don't have any fingertips
Like a muppet made of felt like a glass menagerie
Written in a life in contemporary classics
Where the trains all ran and they tripped the light fantastic
And the windows are broken
The christmastree lights are up in the middle of july
Of july, up in the middle of july
We'll start a band called ashtray and we'll write the score
To the summer camp movie that The Dill is gonna make
We'll get Chow and the Rev and Injun Joe
Get Radar and Skull and we'll be ready to go
Oh!
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