We're camping now. David is nowhere around. These uppers with suppers, these downers with dinners. He likes to snort 'em. Got new nasal tubes, straight shot to the bell.
Wisdom and farce collide, Shakespeare would've spazzed out. Nothing like this has ever been attempted, only the insiders know. Engineers, script writers, techies. Make-up artists. Hairdressers.
America loves a spectacle. We get what we want, what we deserve, what we are owed. All through these years, playing along. Don't stand, don't stand, don't stand so close to me. Da Doo Doo Doo Da Daa Daa Daa is all I've got to say to you.
