Lyrics:

Echoes of the Broadway Everglades
With her mythical Madonna still walking in her shades
Lenny Bruce declares a truce and plays his other hand
Marshal McLuhen casual viewing head buried in the sand
Sirens on the rooftops wailing
But there's no ship sailing
Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing.

Ku Klux Klan serves hot soul food
And the band plays 'In the Mood'
The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand
There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond
Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade
He knows, in a scent, you can bottle all you made
There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes
Smiling at the majorette
Smoking Winston cigarettes

And as the song and dance begin
The children play at home
With needles, needles and pins.