He comes a drivin' up to school
In his new Malibu
He sure thinks he's cool
With his utterly exposed shoe
He walks into the place
And we all start to giggle and snort
A dark look comes into his face
But come on, those pants are so short!
Chorus:
His name is Queery McFlood Pants
And he lives with his momma and 4 cats
Oh yes, his name is Queery McFlood Pants
And he lives with his momma and 4 cats
He tries to sneak out the door
So his momma won't see the long pant
But he soon hits the floor
Cuz his momma sees and yells "Oh no, you shan't!"
He keeps his old jeans in a box
Remnants of his rebellious years
Before his momma knocked him out of his socks
And built up in him many fears
His name is Queery McFlood Pants
And he lives with his momma and 4 cats
Oh yes, his name is Queery McFlood Pants
And he lives with his momma and 4 cats
And one such fear that she installed in him
Oh, how it chilled his blood
Made his heart ache and head swim
That terrible fear of a flood
So his pants his momma does hem
And he feels so much at ease
Even though he looks like a femme
He won't answer our pleas
We say - His name is Queery McFlood Pants
And he lives with his momma and 4 cats
Oh yes, his name is Queery McFlood Pants
And he lives with his momma and 4 cats!
. Oh that crazy Nate Box.