Godzilla ate Tukwila
I remember this song being played on the radio when I was in high school. You can tell it was written around 1980, though, by some of the references. I couldn't find the lyrics online so I dug around and found an MP3 of it being played on... I think it was Dr. Demento's show. I had to sit here and listen to it while transcribing it, so any mistakes are mine.
Godzilla Ate Tukwila
Well I saw Godzilla
Eating up Tukwila
Then he went down and ate Renton for dessert
He couldn't stand the aroma
Of the north side of Tacoma
So he gobbled up Puyallup with a burp
Now some folks saw him hurrying
down the south side of Burien
they all yelled out "oh no!"
He wandered into Sea-Tac
and ordered himself a Big Mac
and said "better make that an an Ellensburger to go."
'Course he took a big bite of Bothell
and said "ugh, that tastes awful"
so then he went and ate north Enumclaw
He drank up Lake Chelan
and then he piddled on Spokane
and fertilized half of Yakima
it was a real pity
what he did at Tri-Cities
People from Walla Walla got scared too
Down at Longacres I saw him comin'
at 10:1 I started runnin'
Why, I even ran right by Seattle Slew
Now he chewed up Wenatchee
and that made his throat scratchy
People from North Bend said
"golly, that's scary"
He marched clear around
the edge of Puget Sound
and sank the Mukilteo Ferry.
He ate up Bellingham
He left Mount Vernon burnin'
He was workin' his way on down south
And I told him "don't put Lynnnwood in your tummy
you overgrown dummy,
that place'll stick to the roof of your mouth."
I guess you know he ate up Tonasket
and he put Omak in a basket
and he marched on back across the Cascade Ridge
He says "I think I'll just ramble
up there to Port Gamble
then I can sink half the Hood Canal bridge."
You know they found Godzilla asleep
out here on the golf course
they called out the Army, the Navy and the Air Force
he says "well, we'll zap his backside
with plutonium and uranium"
that made him mad and he ate the domed stadium
He chewed up Chehalis
and Kelso and Centralia
Auburn and Kent was on his route
He ate up Bellevue and Kirkland and Monroe
He tasted Everett and he spit it out
Yeah, I saw Godzilla
eat up Tukwila
This time he tried Ballard for dessert
I could hear him say, as he wandered out of sight
he said "hiccup! burp! Hey, Dixie! This state's all right!"
And by popular demand, "Cows With Guns".
http://www.danalyons.com/lyrics/lyrics_for_public/cows_with_guns_lyrics.html
Intro
------
Am G Am
AmFat and docile, big and dumb
They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
GCows aren't Amfun
They eat to grow, grow to die
Die to be et at the hamburger fry
Cows well done
Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
Cows are one
He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal
Cow Tse Tongue
He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
Cow doldrums
He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun
But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
Cows are bummed
He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
Cows with guns
They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
Cow well hung
Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today
We will Ffight for bovine Cfreedom
And Ehold our large heads Amhigh
We will Frun free with the CBuffalo, or Edie
Cows with [Am]guns
They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
Cows have fun
Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
Much cow dung
Black smoke rising, darkening the day
Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns
The President said "enough is enough
These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
Cow dung flung
The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns
The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos,
they chewed their last hay
Cows out gunned
The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers
Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns
Copyright 1996 Lyons Brothers Music (BMI)
PO Box 2627, Bellingham, WA 98227 USA
All Rights Reserved
www.danalyons.com
Godzilla Ate Tukwila
Well I saw Godzilla
Eating up Tukwila
Then he went down and ate Renton for dessert
He couldn't stand the aroma
Of the north side of Tacoma
So he gobbled up Puyallup with a burp
Now some folks saw him hurrying
down the south side of Burien
they all yelled out "oh no!"
He wandered into Sea-Tac
and ordered himself a Big Mac
and said "better make that an an Ellensburger to go."
'Course he took a big bite of Bothell
and said "ugh, that tastes awful"
so then he went and ate north Enumclaw
He drank up Lake Chelan
and then he piddled on Spokane
and fertilized half of Yakima
it was a real pity
what he did at Tri-Cities
People from Walla Walla got scared too
Down at Longacres I saw him comin'
at 10:1 I started runnin'
Why, I even ran right by Seattle Slew
Now he chewed up Wenatchee
and that made his throat scratchy
People from North Bend said
"golly, that's scary"
He marched clear around
the edge of Puget Sound
and sank the Mukilteo Ferry.
He ate up Bellingham
He left Mount Vernon burnin'
He was workin' his way on down south
And I told him "don't put Lynnnwood in your tummy
you overgrown dummy,
that place'll stick to the roof of your mouth."
I guess you know he ate up Tonasket
and he put Omak in a basket
and he marched on back across the Cascade Ridge
He says "I think I'll just ramble
up there to Port Gamble
then I can sink half the Hood Canal bridge."
You know they found Godzilla asleep
out here on the golf course
they called out the Army, the Navy and the Air Force
he says "well, we'll zap his backside
with plutonium and uranium"
that made him mad and he ate the domed stadium
He chewed up Chehalis
and Kelso and Centralia
Auburn and Kent was on his route
He ate up Bellevue and Kirkland and Monroe
He tasted Everett and he spit it out
Yeah, I saw Godzilla
eat up Tukwila
This time he tried Ballard for dessert
I could hear him say, as he wandered out of sight
he said "hiccup! burp! Hey, Dixie! This state's all right!"
And by popular demand, "Cows With Guns".
http://www.danalyons.com/lyrics/lyrics_for_public/cows_with_guns_lyrics.html
Intro
------
Am G Am
AmFat and docile, big and dumb
They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
GCows aren't Amfun
They eat to grow, grow to die
Die to be et at the hamburger fry
Cows well done
Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
Cows are one
He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal
Cow Tse Tongue
He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
Cow doldrums
He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun
But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
Cows are bummed
He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
Cows with guns
They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
Cow well hung
Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today
We will Ffight for bovine Cfreedom
And Ehold our large heads Amhigh
We will Frun free with the CBuffalo, or Edie
Cows with [Am]guns
They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
Cows have fun
Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
Much cow dung
Black smoke rising, darkening the day
Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns
The President said "enough is enough
These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
Cow dung flung
The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns
The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos,
they chewed their last hay
Cows out gunned
The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers
Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns
Copyright 1996 Lyons Brothers Music (BMI)
PO Box 2627, Bellingham, WA 98227 USA
All Rights Reserved
www.danalyons.com