They Might Be Giants - Oregon lyrics

Oregon is bad Stop it if you can Here it comes Here it comes Now it's after you Flee to someplace new Run away Run away From the penthouse to the prison To the humble pied 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