Oregon — текст песни (they might be giants)

Oregon is bad

Stop it if you can

Here it comes

Here it comes

Now its after you

Flee to someplace new

Run away

Run away



From the penthouse to the prison

To the humble piedterre

Are they taking up the cry

In the brothel

In the castle

On the crowded boulevard

Do they sing the dreadful words



Oregon is bad

Stop it if you can

Here it comes

Here it comes



Oregon is bad

Stop it if you can

Run away

Run away