Laurence Overmire - Equal Opportunity Knocks lyrics

Standing at the bottom of a huge cylindrical room Surrounded by doors All locked Two chaps considered the situation. The first summoned his considerable energies Knocking and pounding with intrepid voice Raising a clamor to fright Beelzebub, but alas, to no avail. Spent, he collapsed, eyes closed, exhausted. The second reached gingerly into his vest Pulled out a wad of crisp new bills And slipping one under the nearest door Waited calmly as it opened. He pa**ed through quickly and bolted the lock behind him Precisely so the poor fellow Stranded on the floor Would be none the wiser when he woke up.