Old king's plague is dead The smallpox plague is dead No more children dying hard No more cripples living scarred With the mark of the devils kiss We still may die of other things but we will not die of this Raise your gla**es high For all who will not die To all the doctors, nurses too And all the lab technicians who Drove it into the ground If the whole UN does nothing else, it brought this terror down Scarce the headlines said The ancient plague was dead They were filled with weapons new Toxic waste and Herpes too And the AIDS scare coming on Ten new plagues will take it's place but at least this one is gone Population sores Checked with monstrous wars Preachers rant at birth control Spur the body, save the soul Bring new d**hs off the shelves And say to mother nature please, we'd rather do it ourselves