My mom gave me a penny, she said go buy a henny, but I don't buy no henny, instead I buy some bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum!
My mom gave me a nickle, she said go buy a pickle, but I don't buy no pickle, instead I buy some bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum!
My mom gave me a dime, she said go buy a lime, but I don't buy no lime, instead I buy some bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum!
My mom gave me a quarter, she said go buy some "warter," but I don't buy no "warter," instead I buy some bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum!
My mom gave me a dollar, she said go buy a collar, but I don't buy no collar, instead I buy some bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum!
My mom gave me a five, she said go stay alive, but I don't stay alive, instead I choke on bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum! Bazooka-zooka bubblegum!
That's a song we sing at the summer camp I go to.
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"