Hey let's party, let's get down Let's turn the radio on, this is the meltdown Get out the camera, take a picture Drag queens and the freaks are all out on the town And cowboy Jim's in bed Nursing a swollen head Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about Now there goes the neighborhood The photo chick made to look sickly Is standing in her panties in the shower She plays the guitar in the bathroom While the police dust her mother's plastic flowers And Schoolboy John's in jail Making a killing through the U.S. Mail Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about Now there goes the neighborhood... Neighborhood... Well there goes the neighborhood This is the movie of a screenplay Of a book about a girl who meets a junkie Messenger gets shot down Just for carrying the message to her flunkie We can't be certain who the villains are 'Cause everyone's so pretty But the after-party's sure to be a wing-ding As it moves into your city, oh... Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the stink was about Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about Now there goes the neighborhood... Hood... Now there goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhood