Lyrics Ice Cream Truck - Pere Ubu

Ice Cream Truck

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes again
Here it comes, the ice cream truck
People flyin' out their doors, runnin' up the street
They really love that music
Man, it’s just my luck
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Come here quick
The melody’s about to make me sick
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Shut that door
I don’t think I can stand anymore
There’s too much music in the land, you hear it everywhere
Everybody’s in a band, I can’t get enough of it
Brother Jimmy, Cousin Ray
Mom and Dad on bass and drums
Someone here’s just gotta quit
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Come here quick
The melody’s about to make me sick
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Shut that door
I don’t think I can stand anymore
It’s not the sugar
It’s not the sticky sludge
People wanna eat that stuff, I don’t hold a grudge
It’s that music
There’s too much of it
I wish someone had the guts to quit
(Ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka,
ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka,
ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka, ooga-chaka)
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Come here quick
The melody’s about to make me sick
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Shut that door
I don’t think I can stand anymore
There’s too much music in the land, hear it everywhere
Everybody’s in a band, I can’t get enough of it
Brother Jimmy, Cousin Ray
Mom and Dad on bass and drums
They just can’t help it
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Come here quick
The melody’s about to make me sick
Baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Shut that door
I don’t think I can stand anymore