Lyrics - Dead Milkmen by Dead Milkmen

You know what
Stuart?
I like you.
You're not like the other people here in the trailer park.
Oh, don't get me wrong.
They're fine people.
Good
Americans.
But, they're content to sit back, maybe watch a little
Mork and
Mindyon channel 57.
Maybe kick back a cool
Coors 16-ouncer.
They're good fine people,
Stuart but they don't know, whatthe queers are doing to the soil.
You know that
Johnny
Wurster kid, the kid who delivers papers in theneighborhood?
He's a foreign kid.
Some of the neighbors sayhe smokes crack, but
I don't believe it.
Anyway, for his 10th birthday, all he wanted was a burrough owl"
Dad, get me a burrough owl.
I'll never ask for anything else aslong as
I live".
So the guy breaks down and buys him a burrough owl.
Anyway, 10:30, the other night,
I go out into my yard.
And there's the
Wurster kid looking up in the tree.
I said, "
What are you looking for?"
He said, "
I'm looking for my burrough owl".
I said, "
Jumping
Jesus on a pogo stick.
Everyone knows that a burroughowl lives in a hole in the ground.
Why the hell do you think they callit a burrough owl, anyway?"
Now
Stuart, do you think a kid like that is gonna knowwhat the queers are doing to the soil?
I first became aware of this, about 10 years ago.
The summer my oldestboy
Bill
Jr. died.
You know that carnival that comes to town every year?
Well that year it came with a ride called the
Mixer.
The man said, keepyour head and arms inside the mixer at all times.
But
Bill
Jr., he was a daredevil.
Just like his old man.
He was leaningout saying, "
Hey everybody, look at me, look at me".
Oh, he wasdecapitated.
They found his head over by the snowcone consession.
Afew days after that,
I open up the mail and there's a pamphlet inthere, from
Peublo,
Colorodo.
And it's addressed to
Bill
Jr.
And it'sentitled, "
Do you know what the queers are doing to our soil!"
Now
Stuart, if you look at the soil around any large
U.
S. citywith a big underground homosexual population.
Des
Moines,
Iowa, forexample.
Look at the soil around
Des
Moines,
Stuart.
You can't buildon it, you can't grow anything in it.
The government says it's dueto poor farming.
But
I know what's really going on,
Stuart.
I knowit's the queers.
They're in it with the aliens.
They're buildinglanding strips for gay
Martians.
I swear to
God.
You know what
Stuart,
I like you.
You're not like the other people, here in the trailer park.

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