WMD? Nope. Oil? Nope. Try Gog and Magog...

[jOHN rODRIGUEZ]

(shaking both hands with five fingers extended, taps dancing, and all smiles)


Every morning
Every evening
Ain't we got fun
Not much money
Oh but honey
Ain't we got fun?
The rent's unpaid dear
We haven't a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us
In the winter in the Summer
Don't we have fun?
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime
In the between time
Ain't we got fun?


International Group recording. Or something. Oh, all ya'all need to view the lyrics in their entirety. I think Deckard's giving me one of those "hard love" routines, but I will pursue, I WILL pursue... *burp*