a brand new band rode into town

they moved in down the street

they're staying at the johnson ranch

they've been there for a week

now, we don't take too kindly

to strangers in these parts

someday there'll be a showdown

to prove who's band is boss



(ch)

you think your band is tough

we'll blow you off the stage

well, we got news for you

your band is through



last night at rehearsal

in the middle of a song

they drove their dusty tourbus

right straight across our lawn

you can curse at us in anger,

talk trash behind our backs

if you start messing with our songs

you're gonna get a smack



we charged out of the basement

with instruments in hand

now we knew there'd finally be

a battle of the bands

we charged right through our setlist

they never stood a chance

they ran away like wildfire

and were never heard again