: (Instrumental)
: Spoken: "Hello. This is `Law of the Bungle Part II'. By the way, I'm Martin Barre; but sometimes I'm an owl, and my feathers are really smooth,
: The tiger flashes sharpened teeth. Bowler-hatted; summer briefs beneath his pinstriped skin. To kill demands a business sense; Economy moves non
: Brain-storming, habit-forming, battle-warning weary winsome actor spewing spineless chilling lines. The critics falling over to tell themselves he
: The tiny ant leaves his tiny ant drops in the sand, And makes his home inside a rusty watering can, Occasionally going out to look for bread and
: The master playwright urges you to play right/play wrong; life is long and every night's the first night. The wardrobe mistress urges you to dress
: In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a god who happened by. And in the dawn, there
: Then God, the director, smells a rat. Pulls another rabbit from His hat. Sniffs the air and He says, "Well, that's that I'm going.'' The actors
: Did you learn your lines today? Well, there is no rehearsal. The tickets have all been sold for tomorrow's matinee. There's a telegram from the writer
: Critic of the black and white it's your first night. The Passion Play gets in the way - spoils your insight. Tell me how the baby's made, how the
: Would you like to see my lion, my friend Cecil is damp and smooth A damp smooth sea lion, yes, Cecil is a sea lion. (Cecil is a sea lion) (Cecil
: One two three two The editor lies screaming (baking in his waking dream), Questioning "Who is God's favorite rock star this week?'' And will the
: I'd like to take you to the edge of every morning on a magic eiderdown to a window chair. In the Paradise Steakhouse where there's a cup of silver
: Tearing down in double quick time to get the "A" truck shifted 'bout midnight. The locker rooms are empty but the strobo tuners still spin with their
: She moves with machinery for the fancy sports car trade. Part of the industrial process: she sees that they stay made. She works from early A.M..
: Young Gladys was a silky maiden at thirteen, she was going strong, yeah. Oh, Gladys. Nicely filled out, fully laden, but down below there was something
