costly cash is jumbo puke.  The words
they rhyme the sound you crave.  You lust for
what's called Jumbo-Pave.  For what's called
Jumbo Pay--A.  Here within your filthy
world the Terror-Mongers fight the
squirrels.  So come on down to Dynasty, and
you get Muscular Dystrophy.  That girl outside
she said she'd lick but she lied.  Your world
it writhes, it makes me frown--But you
can set it aflame--The Molten Nipple Mound!
Your lives--controlled--Fortune favors
the bold!!!  World o' filth, filth
filth, filth, filth, filth