Bern wrote: "I'm reading this cool book called the Mole People by Christine Toth, about the people who live underneath the streets of NYC in subway & railway tunnels. So I got a little inspired: sue me!"
We sat around Grand Central and we drank a bottle of Boones And we poured into the tunnels beneath where no-one could get us: no cops or goons And I say Have I bought the booze twice now? Haven't I bought the booze? Haven't I bought the booze again? So don't I get the right to choose? I choose you. Stay away from that rail! I choose you to catch a rat by the tail We'll be Moley People From now on.. Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ley people (people!) Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ley people (people!) My house is filled with broken glass and lots of rats and tons of other stuff! In my house we see by touch-and-feel and pure instinct And that's seems to be enough To see what we wanna see You watch my back while I take a pee and we'll be moley people from now on! Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ley people (people!) Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ley people (people!) Whay can't I be Moley? Why can't I be Moley like you! Oh to you I would give the coins I make, the fattest rat and the morning light that seeps in through this subway grate if you would only rise if you would only say I want you to skewer all of my rats I want you cause I'm afraid of the bats We'll be moley from now on... Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ley people (people!) Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ley people (people!)© 2000