I know it seemed like a good idea at the time
But, darling, I knew there was trouble bound to come

The postman drove a Caddy
A sunburned green
Rusted out land tug of a car
It seen to race across the ridge trailin clouds of dust and dogs
I knew there was trouble bound to come

Now, I saw the fact
The driver was a dog
The dog had a hat
The hat had a flat
It looked like a rat
The rat was on fire
Somehow I knew there was trouble bound to come

Now, that fire attracted the eye of a neighbor who
Turning away
Shook his head as he was heard to say
I don't wanna know why
Which confused the pig
That ate the mailbox
That contained the letter that was lost by the post office for 40 years
Happenin to have been written by Albert Einstein
Ha!
Somehow I knew there was trouble bound to come
Now, in his declining years he had designed/devined a device from common household items
Which by harnassing hitherto unknown forces in the universe could put a chicken in every pot
And make it so that everyone could live a long long time without any trouble at all
And in the process savin mankind from certain self-destruction
And enabling him to keep going more places forever
Mmmm, I knew there was trouble bound to come

Now, you understand, that whether or not this device would actually work was a matter of absolute conjecture
Seeing as how Mr Einstein had buried the only plans
And working model
In a hole in the ground
I knew there was trouble bound to come

It had seemed like a good idea at the time
In fact what the letter did say
And would the recipient
A Mr Tesla
Please go out and dig it up right away?
But not to worry
Cuz even if this self-same letter was to be lost in the post you couldn't miss the two-foot high Martian standing there who promised to wait and not even budge for 40 years
If he had to
But then he really had to get going
And by the way take him a couple apples
Or something
Because he really likes fruit
Sincerely yours
Albert Einstein
Somehow I knew there was trouble bound to come