Howard's Toad Bar Songtext
von White Kaps
Howard's Toad Bar Songtext
Actually it′s pretty hip, pal
If you didn't know it was there
You wouldn′t even know it was there
Some people couldn't find food up their ass
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Once you′re in it's pretty trippy, man
Get a black light and posters made with
Fluorescent veins saying that love is
Although nobody really knows what love is
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, have just one
Owens himself, he's a pretty mellow dude
He′s got a beard and a ponytail
And he tells Vietnam stories all the time
He′s not sure he was there and neither am I
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, just one
He's got a bunch of bean bags and candles
One incense fills the air
Last week Moonbeam put on a potato sack
To make fun of corporate America
She laughed at herself
She thought it was funny
His garages sandals are the kind with a car tire on the bottom
But they′re not worn out too bad
'Cause he don't drive
So belly up to the bar and grab yourself a toad
If you didn't know it was there
You wouldn′t even know it was there
Some people couldn't find food up their ass
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Once you′re in it's pretty trippy, man
Get a black light and posters made with
Fluorescent veins saying that love is
Although nobody really knows what love is
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, have just one
Owens himself, he's a pretty mellow dude
He′s got a beard and a ponytail
And he tells Vietnam stories all the time
He′s not sure he was there and neither am I
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, have just one
Can't have just one, have just one
Can′t have just one, just one
He's got a bunch of bean bags and candles
One incense fills the air
Last week Moonbeam put on a potato sack
To make fun of corporate America
She laughed at herself
She thought it was funny
His garages sandals are the kind with a car tire on the bottom
But they′re not worn out too bad
'Cause he don't drive
So belly up to the bar and grab yourself a toad
Writer(s): Dean Briggs, K.c. Maddox, Rich Paul, Glenn Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
