Lyrics The Dead Milkmen

The Dead Milkmen

Anderson, Walkman, Buttholes And How!

We've got to get together

Now we've got to save the snails

Let's board the purple space ships

Before they set sail

I want a Yes reunion

And you know I want one now

No Anderson, Walkman,

Buttholesurfers and How!

Listening to the opera

And smokin' angels' dust

You can't get much more

Fuckin' progressive than us

Yeah, baby, I want to tell you something about love

Talk to me!