.(as performed by Whispering "Rude-Boy" Broomfield and the
Anti-Prohibition Jazz Sinfonia of Chicago on the night of
Their assasination, April 17, 1928)
Volstead, Volstead
We don't think much of your act
It isn't funny, it's losing money
We reckon you ought to be sacked.
V.
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