The Residents

The residents are moving
Into this locality
They brought their wives and kids with them
Without consulting me
I see a station wagon
Pulling in without a sound
They must be planning to invade
Our private little town

Now the residential neighborhood
We never knew
Transforms into another
Kind of automotive tool
In retrospect I reminisce
When they were far away
The air was clean and
People were expected to obey

Now things arе changing overnight
The snake fingеr is here
I better hide the closet from
The cryptic overseer
It looks like Mr. Fox is
Pointing over at my room
But I got just the weapon
To ensure his very doom

The residents are jumping back
Inside their west coast car
I must have made them realize
Exactly where they are
They ought to know to call me up
Before they visit me
I'm not the one to fight
Until the year 1980