Don't Drink The Water And Don't Breathe

The Lord's Our Shepherd, Says The Psalm. But Just In Case, We Better Get A Bomb.

Oh We Will All Fry Together When We Fry. We'll Be French Fried Potatoes By And By. There Will Be No More Misery When The World Is Our Rotisserie, Yes, We Will All Fry Together When We Fry.

Hark, The Herald Tribune Sings, Advertising Wondrous Things!

And We Will All Go Together When We Go. What A Comforting Fact That Is To Know. Universal Bereavement, An Inspiring Achievement, Yes, We Will All Go Together When We Go.

Well, You Ask A Silly Question, And You Get A Silly Answer.