A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that PA ‘jak
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my board
That I could make those jakkers duel
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But Janny made me shiver
With every troonjak I'd deliver
Bad news on the qwah
I couldn't take one more post
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed gems
Something touched me deep inside
The day the /qa/ died

So, bye-bye, Mister soijak guy
Drove my Gemmy to the catty, but the catty was dry
And them good ol' ‘jaks were postin gems and though
Singin', "This'll be the day ‘jak dies

This'll be the day ‘jak dies