Father drove a steamrollernMomma was a crossing guard.nShe got rolled when he got steamednAnd I got left in chargenLiving in a little town with my pedigree in chargenI chopped down a weeping willow treenAnd built this party bargennPorts of call, dayglo baitnWhy not see a legend while it's still being made?nThink it's kind of squirrelly when you're sleeping in the parknJam too far propagating in the night nMy colleagues and associates have kicked out all the lightsnLike I said they say, nothing stops a party bargennThis is lake directory, calling party barge.nI'm on the phone with pump control, they say you are at largenSend us your coordinates, we'll send a Saint BernardnThink it's kind of squirrelly when you're sleeping in the parknChicken fried pigeon in a sunny jane saucenSatan's jeweled laughter has your wife in its clawsnLike I said they say, nothing stops a party bargennSend us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.nSend us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.nSend us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.nThis is lake directory, calling party barge.