"Is that a real poncho, or is that a Sears poncho?"
The mystery man came over
And he said "I'm outta sight!"
He said for a nominal service charge
I could reach nirvana tonight
If I was ready, willing and able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of
His pressing affairs and devote
His attention to me
But I said, look here brother
Who you jivin' with that cosmik debris?
Now who you jivin' with that cosmik debris?
Look here brother, don't you waste your time on me
"Cosmik Debris", Frank Zappa