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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Betty and the Bobs
Betty and the Bobs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RR
RR
Songwriter

Lyrics

Under your poor, chain up tree
Raccoon (raccoon)
More kids than a Catholic family
Raccoon (raccoon)
They don't have jobs or worries or cares
Raccoon (raccoon)
And when the sun goes down, the backyard's theirs
Raccoon (raccoon)
Oh, they vivisect cats and eviscerate dogs
They're bold as brass and bossy as hogs
They made me write this tune
Raccoon (raccoon)
Well, you can scream and stomp, and throw a holy fit
Raccoon (raccoon)
They'll just look at you like you're an idiot
Raccoon (raccoon)
My cousin tried to stab one with a patio chair
Raccoon (raccoon)
It went away and came back, you know it really didn't care
Raccoon (raccoon)
Is that a motorbike or an oozy going off?
No, it's a baby raccoon stuck in the neighbours truck
Well, mom and dad will be alone soon
Raccoon (raccoon)
You can fortify your trashcan with titanium netting
Raccoon (raccoon)
But in the morning, it'll look like an Australian wedding
Raccoon (raccoon)
They're organized and networked
And I know they're up to something
Raccoon (raccoon)
They're forming lobby groups and going after federal funding
Raccoon (raccoon)
Well, they hold their ground and they stare you down
Because they rule the roost and they run this town
Nature's higher goon
No, you spore night for spoon
To the moon, Rocky, to the moon
Raccoon (ooh-ooh)
Written by: RR
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