Central Scrutinizer:      Hello there . . . this is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . Joe was sent to a special prison where they keep all the other criminals from the music business . . . you know . . . the ones who get caught . . . it's a horrible place, painted all green on the inside, where musicians and former executives take turns snorting detergent and plooking each other . . .      . . . Anyway, listen, while he's in there he meets this guy who used to be a promo man for a major record company, named Bald-Headed John . . . King of the Plookers . . .      Father Riley B. Jones:      This is the story 'bout   Bald-Headed John      Former Execs:      Dong work for Yuda,   Dong, Dong      Father Riley B. Jones:      He talks a lot 'n it's usually wrong      Former Execs:      Dong work for Yuda,   Dong, Dong      Father Riley B. Jones:      He said Dong was Wong,   'N Wong was Kong   'N Dong work for Yuda,   'N John was wrong      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again   Dong work for Yuda   Dong, Dong   Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again   He said Dong was Wong   And Wong was Kong   And Dong was Gong   'N John was wrong      Father Riley B. Jones:      John's got a sausage   Yeh man   John's got a sausage   Yeh man   John's got a sausage that will make you fart   John's got a sausage that will break your heart   Make you fart   And break your heart   Don't bend over if you are smart   He took a little walk to the weenie stand   John's got a sausage   Yeh man   A great big weenie in both his hands   John's got a sausage   Yeh man   He sucked on the end 'til the mustard squirt   He said, "Ya'll stand back 'cause you might get hurt"      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again   John's got a sausage   Yeh man      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again   He said Dong was Wong   Wong was Kong   Kong was Gong   'N John was wrong      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      Make way for the iron shaschige      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      I need a dozen towels so the boys can take a shower      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      Bartender, bring me a colada and milk      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      On second thought, make that a water . . .   HtO      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      Falcum . . .   Take me to the falcum!      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      I wave my bags   Did you wave your'n      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      Well how much did they wave?      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      Ah'm almost two kilometers tall      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      This girl must be praketing richcraft      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Bald-Headed John:      Don't worry about the faggot   I'll take care of the faggot      Former Execs:      Sorry John   Sorry better   Try it again      Try it again,   Try it again   Try, try, try again . . .   etc., etc., etc.      Bald-Headed John:      Your Pomona is very extinct . . .   Yeah, I studied with the Dong of Tokyo   'N also with the oriental Kato . . .   My body contain uh water   I just loves the way these Copenhagens talks!   Driver, McDoodle . . .   Sausage   Salima   Salami   That looks like that stuff Freckles lets out   Once a mumfth . . .      Central Scrutinizer:      This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . Poor Joe. He's getting tired from bending over . . . but we tried to warn him . . . didn't we? Okay, Joe . . . you asked for it . . . here comes The Big One . . .