| D | |
| Well, I saw the thing comin' out of the sky, |
| A | D | |
| it had | one long horn, | one big eye. |
| G | |
| I commenced to shakin' and I | said "ooh-eee!", |
| A | D | |
| It | looks like a purple people eater to | me. |
| CHORUS: |
| D | |
| It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin' purple people eater. |
| A | |
| ( | One-eyed, one-horned, flyin' purple people eater) |
| D | |
| A | one-eyed, one-horned, flyin' purple people eater. |
| A | D | |
| Sure looks strange to | me. (One eye?) |
| Eb | |
| Well, he came down to earth and he lit in a tree. |
| Bb | Eb | |
| I said, " | Mr. Purple People Eater, | don't eat me." |
| Ab | |
| I heard him say in a | voice so gruff: |
| NC |
| "I wouldn't eat you cause you're so tough!" |
| CHORUS: |
| Ab | Eb | |
| It was a | one-eyed, one-horned, flyin' purple people eater. |
| Bb | |
| One-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater. |
| Eb | |
| One-eyed, one-horned, flyin' purple people eater. |
| Bb | Eb | |
| Sure looks strange to | me. (One horn?) |
| E | |
| I said, "Mr. Purple People Eater, what's your line?" |
| B | E | |
| He said, " | It's eatin' purple people and it | sure is fine. |
| A | |
| But that's not the reason that I | came to land.. |
| B | E | |
| I | wanna get a job in a rock and roll | band." |
| E | |
| Well, bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin' purple people eater. |
| B | |
| Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin' purple people eater. |
| E | |
| ( | We wear short shorts) Flyin' purple people eater.. |
| B | E | |
| Sure looks strange to | me. |
| E | |
| And then he swung from the tree and he lit on the ground, |
| B | E | |
| He | started to rock, really | rockin' around. |
| A | |
| It was a crazy ditty with a | swingin' tune.. |
| B | E |
Sing A bop bop-A-boppa-loppa-lim-bam-boom.
| E | |
| Well, bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin' purple people eater. |
| B | |
| Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin' purple people eater. |
| E | |
| I like short shorts!..Flyin' little people eater. |
| B | E | |
| Sure looks strange to | me. (Purple People?) |
| E | F | |
| And then he | went on his way, and then what do ya know? |
| C | F | |
| I | saw him last night on a | TV show. |
| Bb | |
| He was blowing it out, a'really | knockin' 'em dead.. |
| C | F | Bb | C | F | |
| Playin' | rock and roll music through the horn in his | head. |
| F // Tequila! |
| A fifties smash from Kraziekhat. |