Texty: Shel Silverstein. Gotta Get Rid Of This Band.

Ooh, ooh, I gotta get rid of this band.
They're rockin' too hard for a country music man.
I preach 'em and I teach 'em but they don't understand.
I tell you folks, I gotta get rid of this band.

Now that fella there on lead guitar, he's a natural dude.
He never takes showers and just eats nature food.
And if you shared a room with him, then, friends, I think you'd understand
Just why I gotta get rid of this band.

Now, my friend, there on piano he been known to do some dope.
There's nothing he won't sniff or swallow or smoke.
And sometimes he's just too damn stoned to help me reach the stand.
Ooh, ooh, I gotta get rid of this band.

Those boys on bass and drums, you know, they're country through and through.
But they wanna wear make-up like them rock stars do,
But they smile at each other and sometimes they hold hands.
Too long on the road, I gotta get rid of this band.

W got a honey-talkin' pretty boy there on that steel guitar,
And the girls don't realize I'm the star.
And when anybody interferes with my romantic plans,
They're gone -- I gotta get rid of this band.

Hey, I gotta get rid of this band.
They're rockin' too hard for a country music man.
I preach 'em, I teach 'em but they don't understand.
Well, folks, I gotta get rid of this band.