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Madman drummers bummers,
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground

Clear as a bell.

...wrapped up like a douche she was a runner in the night

Yeah, I know that now, but growing up it was douche, and is still the preferred lyrics in my mental childhood montage