The Dead Milkmen - Peter Bazooka lyrics
[The Dead Milkmen - Peter Bazooka lyrics]
When I saw my congressman coming
Out of the titty bar
He didn't look like my congressman
But that's okay
Nobody really looks like themselves anymore
I think it's got something to
Do with that crap
They've been pouring into the water
I decided it might be wise
To follow the congressman
Just to see what he was up to
After all, my tax dollars do pay his salary
The congressman got into a taxi
So I hailed a taxi
Despite the obvious dangers involved
And the coloured voices in my
Head began to sing:
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can even hear the little insects crawl
The congressman was in taxi number 23
And I was in cab 17
But numbers are meaningless in this kind
Of cat and squid game my driver was an Aries
And he laughed when I said "Follow that cab!"
And he kept laughing until he saw the
Cold blue steel of Little Elvis
"Keep your god damn hands off
That radio!" I warned him
"I work for the government!"
This is actually a half truth
I'm really a bike courier
But, I make a lot of
Deliveries to government offices
That's where I heard about the cheese
And the coloured voices in
My head kept singing:
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can even hear the little insects crawl
There's this super secret
Government program called
"Operation the cheese stands alone"
It's the congressmen's pet project
They claim that they're giving surplus
Cheese to the needy
I, of course, have my suspicions
After 15 very quiet minutes
The congressman's cab pulled up
Outside a warehouse
I had the Aries circle around the
Building and drop me off
He seemed to be grasping the
Importance of my mission
Since he said I didn't have to pay him
As long as I promised to stay very
Far away from him and his taxi i swear
Some people just don't want to get involved
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can hear it all, yes I can hear it all
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can even hear the little insects crawl
So I walked into that cold dark place
Little Elvis drawn and ready for action
I too was ready -
Ready for the moment when I
Would be a real American
All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can have it all, yes I can have it all
All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can even make the little insects crawl