Lyrics:

My Amazon Six-Triggered Bride
now Searching For A Place To Hide
still Sees The Truth Quite Easily
but Shrouds All Else In Mystery
while Madmen In Top Hats And Tails
impale Themselves On Six-Inch Nails
and Some Arabian Also-Ran
impersonates A Watering Can

some Santa Claus-Like Face Of Note
entreats My Ears To Set Afloat
my Feeble Sick And Weary Brain
and I Am Overcome With Shame
and Hide Inside My Overcoat
and Hurriedly Begin To Quote
while Some Arabian Sheikh Most Grand
impersonates A Hot-Dog Stand

the Red Cross Ambulance Outside
can Only Mean That I Must Hide
'til Dusk And Finally The Night
when I Will Make A Hasty Flight
across The Sea And Far Away
to Where The Weary Exiles Stay
and Some Arabian Oil-Well
impersonates A Padded Cell