Part of the big machine of living,
the big machine of life,
the Butcher and the Baker,
the Welder and his wife.
There's a printing press a runnin',
stumpin' out the rhyme,
all the tenders busy, keepin' it on time.
There's a closely guarded secret,
that I can now disclose.
If ya look a little closer,
there's a booger on your nose.
LaLePop'