Whoopy Snorp by The Residents Lyrics

The condemned mind snickers and flows
And no-one gives it a rose-bud
For the end of its moral apathy to show or to be shown
Is a question never known
Not even by many to exist

For what's not known is just what’s there
And knowing that's at least an edge
But an edge is only an edge
Even the empire state building has one

And what is truth?
I say forsooth
Why truth is like a baby Ruth
And what could be ever sweeter?
Well, maybe to have yellow-red-eater

Old yeller ate my kid today
And Whoopy Snorped
And Whoopy Snorped away