It sounds like a bunch of noise 
to me--like monkeys beating 
on tin cans.  What happened
to the days when our music
actually meant something?

"and why make something good when
you can make it good enough?
After all, it's more bus'ness
friendly, economical
and all that, right?"
				--bus'ness man

we don't sell toothbrushes, we
sell magic self esteem sticks.
--nooth grush--
(make your breath kissably fresh)
*Gasp*
*Slap*     Fresh!
		    (stomp stomp stomp stomp)

Fresh Fruit!  Fresh Fruit!  Get it fresh!

Extra!  Extra!  Read all about it!
We've lost control!  Our lives are
empty!  Our homes are lifeless!
  (What would you like me to do?)

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