They showed up on my doorstep just a couple weeks ago
They looked so sweet and harmless
Tell me, how was I to know
They got a little too close to the microwave and then much to my surprise
They grew to forty thousand times their original size
They started mutatin' right before my eyes
Oh my
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near Mars
A race from a distant place
They came in UFOs shaped just like cuban cigars
Man oh man, you oughta hear 'em squeal
Now the whole wide world is their exercise wheel
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near Mars
The president, he's is a panic
The pentagon, they're in shock
There's a team of research scientists They got 'em workin' 'round the clock
Now the National Guard is out in my back yard
And the Marines'll be comin' around
I hope they get this lousy rodents out of my town
'Cause the property values are goin' way down now
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near Mars
They're back and they're lookin' for a snack
And they're not that fond of Burger Kings or salad bars
I hope they're not plannin' to stay
Who invited them here anayway
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near Mars
Well, well, look at that hamster, he's as big as a blimp
And there's one the size of central park
They're using telephone pole to pick their teeth
They're evil and nasty and they glow in the dark
Oh, don't waste any more of your bullets, boys
You know it just makes 'em mad when you shoot
They're gonna stomp us into jelly and conquer the world
But you gotta admit, they're really kinda cute, now
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near Mars
What a racquet they're makin', Jack
They keep me up at night playin' they're electric guitars
Listen to 'em squeal
They think the whole stinkin' world is their exercise wheel
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet nearSurf's up!
In the sun,
I'm waiting for the day
Having fun
In warm far away.
Moonlight nights,
water seems so clear.
Ooh, city lights
while I'm still waiting here...
In the sun,
it's for everyone.
In the sun, we're gonna have some fun.
In the sun
we're gonna shoot the tube.
I'll do it for you,
my paka lola luau love
New York isle is covered by grey
concrete piles, blues play my way.
Tropic haze,
pineapple sky.
Perfect wave,
hurricane eye.
In the sun, it's for everyone.
In the sun, we're gonna have some fun.
In the sun,
we're gonna shoot the tube.
I'll do it for you, my paka lola luau love.
(Whispered:
It's so hot you burn, it's so hot you burn,
it's so hot you burn..)
In the sun, it's for everyone.
In the sun, we're gonna have some fun.
In the sun,
we're gonna shoot the tube.
I'll do it for you,
my paka lola luau love.
Where is my wave?
Where is
my wave?