Loon Age Daydream


Nan’s an allegator* , she’s a mama-jama coming for us (* an allegator’s gonna allegate)
Nan’s a spaced invader, she be one rock 'n' rollin' bitch fer sure
Keep our mouths shut, Nan’s squawking like a pink monkey bird
And she’s busting up her brains for the words
Keep our 'lectric eye on Nan’s brain
Puts her ray gun to Dem’s head
Press is spaced faced closed in Nan’s love
Freak out it’s a Loon Age Daydream oh yeah
Don't fake it Nancy, lay the real thing on us
The Church of Nan’s Love, is such a screwy place to be
Make me Nancy, make us know Dems really care
Make press jump into the air
Keep your 'lectric eye on Nan’s brain
Puts her ray gun to Dem’s head
Press is spaced faced closed in Nan’s love
Freak out it’s a Loon Age Daydream oh yeah
Keep our 'lectric eye on Nan’s brain
Puts her ray gun to Dem’s head
Press just spaced faced closed in Nan’s love
Freak out it a Loon Age Daydream oh yeah
Keep our 'lectric eye on Nan’s brain
Puts her ray gun to Dem’s head
Press just spaced faced closed in Nan’s love
Freak out it’s a Loon Age Daydream oh yeah
Freaked out, far out, Dems out


That is a tune I would not want to attempt.


'pelipsky

*(Half an extra portion of equality for any comrade that gets this … "joke" Hint: Think Dzhumpin' Dzhugashvili)

