Crazy Little Thing

Those little golden birdies look at them 

  And the mystic Egypt tossle dangling down 
  Old sleeper-man shish, don't wake him 
  Up one hand broom star was an obi-man 
  revered throughout the bone-knob land 
  His magic black purse slit creeped open, 
  Let go flocks of them 

  Shish sookie singabus 
  Snored like a red merry-go-round horse 
  And an acid gold bar swirled up and down, 
  Up and down, in back of the singabus 
  And the panataloon duck white goose neck quacked 
  webcore, webcore