Sitting on a pauper's bench
Last Sunday afternoon
I can never get to heaven
If the cuckold crows too soon
Wondering how this bitter pill
Yields certain remedy
I swallow deep on your assurance
It's elementary Watson
It's elemental Einstein
It's elocutionary Daniel
It's electro-stimulation Pavlov
Despite the despot overlord
Who's ruling in the realm
I find some sense of humour
By hillbilly at the helm
I walk the deepest corridors and
Revel inner space
Outside my face, the strangest place of all
It's elementary Watson
It's elemental Einstein
It's excremental Falwell
It's the executioner come Manson
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