Boombox
Imagine in your mind a posh country clubThe stuffy old money where the poor get snubbedThe spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled gooseThere's no way these people will ever cut looseBut then I walk in the room, hold my boombox highAnd what happened next, will blow your mind
Everything got outta controlThe music was so entrancingEveryone got out on the floorIt was a bunch of old white people dancing
The big apple, where people never danceSpirits go down while profits expandThe cops or the dealers, who's got the juiceThe street vendors peddling their boiled gooseSo many types of people will never get alongTill I bust out my boombox and play this song
The music washed away all the hateAnd society started advancingEvery demographic was representedIt was a rainbow coalition of dancing
Everyone was wearing fingerless glovesI saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman
Transport now to an old folks homeWhere the elderly are tossed on their brittle bonesThe orderlies are stealing there's no excuseEveryday for lunch they eat boiled gooseSo I grabbed my boombox and hit the turbo bassAnd what happened next was a total disgrace
Everybody started having sexThe music was way too powerfulA bunch of old people fucking like rabbitsIt was disgusting to say the least
A boombox can change the worldYou gotta know your limits with a boomboxThis was a cautionary taleA boombox is not a toy