To the tune of Pop Goes the Weasel, of course.
Here are a few verses, plus the “linking”
verse (labeled {L})—
You know, the one that originally ended
“That’s the way the money goes/POP! goes the weasel.”
All around the neighborhood
The rumbling thunder cruises
The lightning strikes send surges around
POP! go the fuses
{L} A flicker sends us scurrying ‘round
And stumbling ‘bout like stooges
We call the help line right away
POP! go the fuses
The power comp’ny promises help
And gives us all excuses
We wait for hours with nothing to do
POP! go the fuses
When Poppa trips and falls in the dark
He hollers, “What the deuces!?!”
And Momma tells us, “Cover your ears!”
POP! go the fuses
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