Sun Valley Deth Trap '84 Lyrics

When I run up the phone bill without any shoes
I gotta confess it gives me the blues.
Like a down home turkey
Like a wailin' soul
Blowin' on a trumpet in a old folks home
Bobcat stuck in a tree
sittin' on the sofa watchin' mac and me
bottle rockets - cops and robbers - robin hood
stealin' flounders
naked on the beach and I bust a move
said in my crouch made kick a groove
pretty girls around when I cut the cheese
put it on a cracker up my sleeve
rip though space
smash my face
ginger is locked in my suitcase
Leapin' through the scene like robots painted green
an i'm spittin' in the dust like he's scrapin off the rust
10 inch pole remote control shook my hand;
butter roll
layin in bed like burt ginger bread
shoppin' for a sign 
buyin' his time

(c) 1996 Dellfold Entertainment & ncs