Jailhouse Stock
The prez he threw a short squeeze in the county jail.
The pumpster band was there and they began to wail.
The band was pumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard them hype-'em-up rmilbirds sing.
"Buy th' stock, everybody, buy th' stock."
Everybody in the whole sell block
was hypein' up the Jailhouse Stock.
Spider Boxer played the tenor saxophone,
Rico he was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The Auntie B. from Harvard she went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the Rmil Gang.
"Pump stock, everybody, pump stock."
Everybody in the whole sell block
was pumpin' up the Jailhouse Stock.
Number forty-seven said to number three:
"You're the cutest stoned bird I ever did see.
I sure would like to flog this whole damn company,
come on and pump the Jailhouse Stock with me.
Hype stock, everybody, hype stock."
Everybody in the whole sell block
was hypein' up the Jailhouse Stock.
The tonto was a-squintin' at a bird of stone
way over in the corner weepin' all alone.
The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a sound mind talk to Wooden Chair.
Pump th' stock, everybody, pump th' stock."
Everybody in the whole sell block
was pumpin' up the Jailhouse Stock.
Icky Body said to Pugs, "For Heaven's sake,
no one's thinkin', now's our chance to make a stake."
Pugsy turned to Icky and he said, "Nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and practise kicks.
Hype stock, everybody, hype stock.
Everybody in the whole sell block,
keep hypein' up the Jailhouse Stock."
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