I Hear Silver Springs Singing by Richard Milspaugh
in most homes all you hear are bed springs,
with pot smokers galore.
The town a joke,
commuted through by cowpokes.
with dogs running wild,
And most all the people have at least one child.
And the majority on welfare,
Who paid no attention to a program called DARE.
Silver Springs what a place,
where the sounds of the roads are of another police chace.