The Thing That Only Eats Hippies lyrics

Brought to life in a bathtub A special project for a 4-H club But it broke loose in the middle of the night And now it's eatin' flower children left and right All the punks are gonna scream yippee 'Cause it's the thing that only eats hippies First, it cruised on Malibu And ate a couple surfers too tough to chew It slithered it's way to old Irvine And ate a couple hippies, they tasted just fine Now it's got a sweet tooth, a sweet tooth for long hair So, Bob and Greg and Grant, you should beware Followin' the dead is how it gets it's kicks Shame it wasn't born in 1966 Listens to the music and begins to sway Dreamin' acid dreams of a hippie souffle How many hippies can this monster eat Do they taste like some kind a' treat? It ate Stills and Nash before they could shout And chewed on David Crosby but spit him out! All the punks are gonna scream yippee! Cause it's the thing that only eats hippies!