Offer me a cushioned window seat
If I pay ten bucks, it's free
Satisfaction guaranteed
F*ck off
I want to shave my eyebrows off
I want to pick a Granny Smith
And shine it on my overalls
There was this man
I forgot his name
He heard the word of God
In every tightly-wound iota of sound
Offer me an ice-cold Yoo-hoo can
I will laugh and shake your hand
Chrispert used to have this secret gland
That bled on Palm Sundays
We took him to get healed somewhere out East
But to our grim unpleasantry
They bashed his head on Cypress knees