jumpin’ jehosephat beanball happy
doofus tearin’ up 1963
i don’t listen to that shit anymore
dig-dug joustin’ and savin’ the little men
pick up the piece and glue it to your face
a lovely, lovely mask
made for parties and the stern gaze of The One
penny for your thinkin’s
dollar for your binkin’s
it’s a beautiful life.

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