Lyrics of the Day: Cheepnis and Village of the Sun
The National Guard has formed up at the base of the mountain
And is attempting to lure the enormous poodle towards the cave
Where they hope to destroy it with napalm
A thousand of the troopers are now lined up
and are calling to the monster…
Here Fido
Here Fido
Here Fido
Goin’ back home
To the Village of the Sun
Out in back of Palmdale
Where the turkey farmers run, I done
Made up my mind
And I know I’m gonna go to Sun
Village, good God I hope the
Wind don’t blow
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