Miss Nickelodeon lyrics

Kinda like an Indian beatin¡¯ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilin¡¯ back from the place they¡¯re in.

Hero¡¯s mother hides in Austin waitin¡¯ for a loan
Preacher¡¯s teachers boogie down in Saigon,
Tryin¡¯ to make it on their own.

Injun ladies with their cement hair,
Snub Ulysses on the stair
I believe he¡¯s up there sellin¡¯ kitchen wares,
Tryin¡¯ to make it back to Sweden.

Ah, kinda like an Indian beatin¡¯ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilin¡¯ back from the place they¡¯re in.

Glad to see you on the mend,
Oh, Miss Nickelodeon,
Guess you got the stuff I could not send,
Roll it over again.

Trip in from ¡®43,
A magic boy, his dog and me.
On a run to eternity
Not carin¡¯ what it¡¯s costin¡¯.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin¡¯ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilin¡¯ back from the place they¡¯re in.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin¡¯ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilin¡¯ back from the place they¡¯re in.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin¡¯ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend,
Smilin¡¯ back from the place they¡¯re in.

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin¡¯ on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend ...