The pelican shouting Fuck you all at the crowd;
I bum him a smoke on the way out of town
Beavers crunch numbers. The porpoise slips and falls
The wolfs eyes pop out of his head

Hijinks ensue as the wolfs tongue rolls out;
He sees something outside the frame
We see a reflection, a flash of the scene
Maybe a breast. Maybe two?

He knows hes left early but he does not know why
His fur collar up to his ears
The piggie is hopped up on USA-made speed
We see something rustle behind

Hijinks ensue as the pigs head explodes
Hes left standing; we dont know his name
We see in the background a mouse with a lever
He grabs all the cash and then leaves. Ooh!