Iroquois - G.B.H.

Well we’re all packed up and we’re Iroquois bound

Tuning our ears for the F. M. Sound

We got a million problems, we’re on our way

44th, New York, you.

S. A

That big crazy city don’t blink an eye

Anytime we pass by

It just keeps strechting up so high

Like a rocket, shooting, to the sky

Iroquois!

Iroquois!

Special Branch got their feelers out

Our names and addresses cause we’re in doubt

Down the corridor, keep in lane

Find the worst seats on the plane

Find a tacky statue three inches high

Dirty rain falls from a dirty sky

On the corner of the street there’s a big black fella'.

Trying to sell me an umberalla

Get the Kraut boys round for a smoke an' a beer

There’s gotta be a pizza delivery near

Call the barf patrol, there’s a stain on the floor

A weeks P. D’s for the bathroom floor