Laurence Overmire - Cartoons of Ourselves lyrics

In the early 1960's Rocky bulled my Winkle And I still Haven't recovered Boris and Natasha'd To some Cold War Hell of someone Else's making Bombs going off In black and white Boxes of my head Flags popping out of guns That go “Bang! ” Rocket ships to the Moon And back Wanting to land on An Earth unspoiled By the absurdities of Wacky one-dimensional Characters who ought To make us laugh Instead of cry.