Dead Milkmen Tacoland
There's a place
In San Anton
Where I can go
And not feel alone
Tacoland, it's a panacea
Tacoland, they're always glad to see ya
You'll understand
When you go on
Down to Tacoland
When I feel
My world is lost
I go to Tacoland
And I get really tossed
I wish my band would always play
Tacoland, I want to stay
You'll understand
When you go on
Down to Tacoland
There's a girl with dirty hair
She's got her dress up in the air
She tells a lot of jokes
Hell, she's got a lot to share
Tacoland, we ate a lot of figs
They passed around a bottle
And we took a lot of swigs
It's nature's plan
To go on
Down to Tacoland
Tacoland just three quarters of a mile
Past the Rockwood exit
In beautiful downtown
San Antonio, Texas
