| Lyrics: | You know what, Stuart, I LIKE YOU. You're not like the other
people, here, in the trailer park.
Oh, don't go get me wrong. They're fine people, they're
good Americans. But they're
content to sit back, maybe
watch a little Mork and Mindy on channel 57, maybe kick
back a
cool, Coors 16-ouncer. They're good, fine people,
Stuart. But they don't know ... what the
queers are doing
to the soil!
You know that Jonny Wurster kid, the kid that delivers
papers
in the neighborhood. He's a foreign kid. Some of the neighbors
say he smokes crack,
but I don't believe it.
Anyway, for his tenth birthday, all he wanted was a Burrow
Owl.
Kept bugging his old man. |
