I live in such a boring town
where there's never something strange
If you looked up into the sky
you'd see pigs all flying planes.

The cats down the street are lazy,
all they do is sit and talk
and the dogs are hardly better
when they take their owners on a walk

And the stores 'round here are boring too:
there's Smithy's Magic Locks,
a restaurant run by spotted owls,
and Bertha's Dancing Rocks