The day the squirrel went berserk
In the First Self-Righteous Church
In that sleepy little town
of Pascagoula, Mississippi
It was a fight for survival
That broke out in revival
They were jumpin' pews and
shoutin' Halelujah, Halelujah

Well, Harv hit the aisles
dancin' and screamin'
Some thought he had religion,
others thought he had a demon
And Harv thought he had a
Weed Eater loose in his Fruit of the Looms
He fell to his knees to plead and beg
And the squirrel ran out of his britches' leg
Unobserved, to the other side of the room