Shin deep in purple, processed, pure grape jelly
The bureau's witch doctors demand more money
While Mr. Rooooooski charges that I'm a cheat
I won fair and square just accept your defeat!

Scorned by a girl who can't pronounce my last name
Shattered my faith in the law that they'd assign the right blame
"I'll have you know mean-spirited remarks will never feed one hungry child"
This sure appears like Lorelei's crass and sinister style

You can't feel it?
Must be too heartless to deal with the poor, oppressed, 5th-wheel bits!
You can't grasp it?
Then you're an ignorant, Christian have-wit!
Go on prepare for your casket!

Knee deep in crimson, sticky, entropic, paste gold
The bureau's alchemists grow crusty and old
While Mr. Rooooooski's chauffeured down Nicey Road
And ignores any headlines underneath the fold

Where is the buzz when you need it the most?
Drowned in the black coffee, eggs, bacon and toast

What will the bureaucrat do for today?
Something constructive, maybe scratch his toupee

Bitten by the dog whose bite was bigger than his bark
Sentenced to civil servitude, clearing sidewalks at dark
"You'll surely loath the black days when your good fortune is repealed!"
To fund the grand monument down in Lorelei Park

You don't weep for it?
Must be bigoted with deep-knit, soulless, bottom-feeding wits
You can't show it?
Then how can you be certain that you know it?
You're surely doomed yet to blow it!

Neck high in Honolulu Blue river tide
The bureau's acrobats were doomed to collide
Poor little Rooooooski took it hard when they died
New bureau despot outlawed Lorelei raves
Promoted morons and dismissed the unshaved
Soon even Rooooooski will have to learn to behave
Perhaps then I'll be moved to re-emerge from my cave