Ribald Classic: The Land Of Cocaine
June, 1980
Far across the sea from SpainLies the land they call Cocaine.No other land beneath the sunProvides such goodness, wealth and fun.Heaven's merry, true and bright,But yet Cocaine's a fairer sight;For what is there in heaven to seeSave green grass and shrubbery?Heaven's joy I shan't dispute,But there's nought to eat but fruit.There are no taverns and, what's worse,There's only water for your thirst!In Cocaine, you eat and drinkWithout a waste of time to think.The wine is clear, the meat is prime,Br...
