Laugh your ass off! It's the diet fad of our time.
No more jiggle low, no more jiggle high --
No more winky Bob Dylan country pie.
Time to move the lard stored up in your fat behime.
Yes, you will laugh so goddamn hard you'll bust some guts --
wind up in the hospital in stitches;
you'll laugh, scratch hahahaha itches;
howl at sprained sashays -- hallway filled with catwalk butts.
Or you could just take what's behind the green door --
a Rorschach version of four-on-the floor;
it could be roses, or it could well be gore;
or the raven curtain pulled wide to never more.
Laugh your ass off until you cry and laugh again.
The world's end is so fuckin funny, I grin and grin.
