[Verse] Out in the sticks where the cows all graze, Morning sun shining through the haze, There's a fella at the store, making a stand, Screamin' "Bing bong!" with a fryin' pan in hand. [Verse 2] Old Miss Daisy just shook her head, While the town folks turned and said, "What's this fuss, this crazy man's plan?" Screaming "Bing bong" with a ruckus grand. [Chorus] "Bing bong!" he kept hollering loud, Echoed through the valley, stirred up a crowd, So we grabbed that pan, took a brave stand, And hit him in the head with his own darn pan. [Verse 3] Well, Farmer Joe came running from the field, With his overalls and boots so well-heeled, He said, "What's this racket, what’s this discord? This ain't no barnyard, it's a hardware store!" [Chorus] "Bing bong!" he kept hollering loud, Echoed through the valley, stirred up a crowd, So we grabbed that pan, took a brave stand, And hit him in the head with his own darn pan. [Verse 4] Sheriff came by in his dusty old truck, Scratching his head, running outta luck, Said, "You can't keep peace with a metal clang, Guess it's time to end this 'Bing bong' gang!"
