From the recording A Fool on the Hill (Ballyhoo)
Lyrics
“I bring a snippet of conversation from a fool on the hill.
It may merit our contemplation. It’s not run of the mill.
Watch me. You’ll see a Pied Piper; I vanish vermin with a tune.
I have earned condemnation from Billy Graham and Reverend Moon.
“You know I hobnob with hobbits and homeboys who inhale helium;
With Humpty Dumpty and Mary Jo Bobbit I’ve hightailed it through the slum.
Curly, Larry, and Moe were wounded in a war on poverty.
And now Mr. Hal O. Burton profits from their misery.
“And you, what is it you listen to? Ballyhoo. Words are gems; I offer jewels!
“Steven still can cure your ills singing for what it’s worth.
A loon is crooning the bird’s the word in reference to the virgin birth.
Hurricanes are going to rip the red states with intelligent design.
On animal farm; your barn door is open, so keep on feeding pearls to swine.
“And you, what is it you listen to? Ballyhoo. Words are gems; I offer jewels!
“Exhaling day in Samarkand, wind carries sand away.
And glaciers weep on mountain peaks. The desert grows each day.
“You can hunker under covers where you won’t feel the chill.
You have a history with friends and lovers. Better hope nobody’s ill.
You could live in the lap of luxury; find someone to pay your bill,
Be delivered from pain and suffering, but you can not down a pill.
“And you, what is it you listen to? Ballyhoo. Words are gems; I offer jewels!
And you, what is it you listen to? Ballyhoo. Words are gems; I offer jewels!”