I see a bug Stroll across my screen 10 degrees left slowly rises The moon To the right croaking frogs and watery racket Could be a marten This strange gay chuckle Underneath what I proudly call My porch There are millions of creatures of the outgoing kind Rock and roll is on vacation I can't say it leaves a void These nightly racketeers Sound like they're overjoyed To hang around with me Til I'm reemployed Take the immutable duck Laughing at my face Deadly determined precise and narrow As fuck Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Go to sleep I yell We'll have duck on the menu tomorrow Rock and roll is on vacation I can't say it leaves a void These nightly racketeers Sound like they're overjoyed To hang around here with me And take some polaroids Put on some old vinyl Like Black Sabbath's Paranoid I mean, anything but Pink Floyd I've had those all destroyed No that's rubbish Ain't no stereo on my porch Rock and roll is on vacation Rock and roll is on vacation Rock and roll is on vacation