Oddfellow's Local Lyrics

Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouseWhere Peewee sits to prove a sage to teachPeewee gathered up his proofReached up and scratched his headFell down and hit the ground againFirehouse. Firehouse.Why do the heathens rage behind the firehouseWhere Peewee sits upon the wall to preach?This boy and girl that gather pearlsOf wisdom falling from his mouthWash off the blood, wash off the rumFirehouse. Firehouse.Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouseWhere Peewee sits upon the wall to preach.This boy and girl that gather pearlsOf wisdom falling from his mouthWash off the blood, wash off the 151.Firehouse. Firehouse.Firehouse. Firehouse.