lyrics
Otis was a fuzzy brown bear
Woke from hibernating in his cavernous lair
Sleeping all winter long now, he gets the munchies
Wants a pot of honey, wants to smoke up some leaves
Sees that yellow sun, and he wants to have some fun
A policeman's walking to his door, now run, Otis, run
Gonna sing a little story about Otis,
The fuzzy bear's gonna get beaten down
And everywhere that he looks around,
He sees
Too many cops, too many cops, too many cops
Now run, run, Otis, run
Otis, he escapes with a dash
Sits down and pulls out his stash
Sees party-wreckin' coppers coming down every path
Hides in a bush 'til the coast looks clear
Sees cops marching in riot gear
Our hungry little buddy has got the fear
There'll be no pic-a-nics today for Otis, no,
No cake, no coffee, no pie
The Vice Squad beat him to a bloody pulp
And left him there to die
Gonna sing a little story about Otis,
Our poor little buddy's gettin' beaten down
And everywhere that he looks around,
He sees
Too many cops, too many cops, too many cops
Now run, run, Otis, run
Run, Otis, run, run, run
credits
from
The Homemade Demo,
released May 1, 2008
Lyrics by Doktor Heisenberg and Captain Fun
Music Composed by Captain Fun
Performed by Giant Baby
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