Canaveral

Call it Canaveral

I won't say his name

Could've had anyone and he did

What do you think could make him stoop so low

What do you think could make him

Stick his hands in my life

What on earth could make him stoop so low

What do you think would make him

Stick his cock in my wife

What on earth would make him stoop so low

Like to put him up up there in one

Like to see his face

Like to put him up there in one

Blow him up in space

He'll fertilize the rice in China

With the cinders of his remains

Want to start a country somewhere on an island or an archipelago

Or a peninsula or an ishtmus or a fjord or an inlet

Even a mountain

Print up stamps and money there

And they'll all have Oswald's face