text: Id catapult downtown
  To see the galleries
  And my favorite fiancee
  In a lavender gown
  But Im hooked up to a machine
  It performs my daily functions
  Through a tube in my wien
  And today that thing malfunctioned
  Like a forest fire
  It burnt a hole in me and I perspired
  So there aint gonna be a wedding
  No love affair
  No art to which none compares