So Long Stinktown Lyrics


Sick and tired of the boss-man's moan

Working my fingers to the goddamn bone

Springfield's future's looking bleak

Time to move the family down to Cyprus Creek yeah!

There are no bums here in this place

If there were they would move around and their own pace

Kitchen's clean and the beds are made

Glass and a half too much for one day

Scorpio's running out of time

To get the reactor up online

The workers need some hammocks too

Mary-Anne gets in the hammock with you

But all is not as it seems

A villains lair behind the scenes

Making threats on giant screens

Papaya Papains

Ever see a man farewell his shoes?

So long Stinktown