Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled In like he owned the two-bit town Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans The population they gathered 'round Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck Blew a front tire and landed in the creek Everybody talkin' everybody strainin' Tryin' to get a little peek Chorus: It's just the world they'll never know Not a country fair side show Reality they'll somehow never see He's what they've tried to kill With their Bibles and their stills But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free Payin' for the gas he quickly shouted thanks And continued on his journey all once again Just about the time a siren fast-approached and The pot bellied sheriff he whizzed right in With his self inflicted grammar started shoutin' Accusations at the long haired greasy looking ape While a local D.J. from the fifty watt station got The whole damn thing on tape Chorus The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation That the devil had passed right through their nest But the teenage girls with their locks in curls were A talkin' 'bout that hair upon his chest Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher Saved some souls and the story spread to everyone in sight Commotion was the word and everybody heard He was gone before the night Chorus