Major Minor
(Don Breithaupt)
Rolling down the avenue
Talking to a company
Of strangers
Trolling for a better view
Of the hood that he calls home
Just wait till the hour gets late
And when he arrives
Don’t you hesitate
Get out of the way
For Major Minor
He’s ready to play for real
Ain’t nothing to say
It’s Major Minor
He’s ready to seal the deal
Get used to the altitude
The major got his wings
When you were rangers
Elvis puts him in the mood
He says the king is on his team
He glows with a martyr’s pride
So when he rolls in
Better step aside
Run and hide
Fly your freak flag proudly
Just know that it won’t fly here
Play your freak tunes loudly
But elsewhere dear