[00:00.19]Echoes of the Broadway Everglades,
[00:06.22]With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades:
[00:13.69]Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand.
[00:20.40]Marshall McLuhan, casual viewin', head buried in the sand.
[00:27.18]Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing.
[00:34.01]Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing.
[00:44.42]Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food and the band plays 'In the Mood'
[00:51.57]The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of
[00:56.00]peach blossom and bitter almonde.
[00:58.56]Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade, he know in a scent,
[01:08.10]you can bottle all you made.
[01:12.16]There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes, smiling at the majorettes
[01:17.44]smoking Winston Cigarettes.
[01:22.51]And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
[01:29.34]with needles; needles and pins.