Poor Turtle - The Presidents Of The United States Of America

Sole and sold for a life of leisure

Green beetle bass done run clean out of luck

Kick it live for the kids in Denver

Now he’s gone from the big yellow rental truck

No chance for electrification

So he could cry his little single coil pickups out

Broadcast across this nation

Search and destroy and then twist and shout with my

Poor turtle ready to rock and to roll

Poor turtle got stole

Poor turtle smiling in the summer sun

I know you’re the one

You’re the one

You’re the one

You’re the one

You’re the one

You’re the one

Dropped hard from the trunk of a pimpin' car

Skiddin' on the cold Colorado ice

I stuck on a super secret

Ladybug style homing device

I follow the beepin' signal

To a shack with a basement room

In and out through a broken window

From a strum to a sonic boom he’s my

Poor turtle ready to rock and to roll

Poor turtle got stole

Poor turtle crying on the pawnshop wall

Ten dollars is all that’s all, that’s all, that’s all

I miss my poor poor turtle

I miss my poor poor turtle turtle so much

I miss my poor poor turtle

I miss my poor poor turtle turtle so much

And his darkness won’t turn to day

He’s shut tight in his hard shell case

I still don’t know if he was a guitar or bass

But we made music together

We made music together, oh yeah