This is more like it - juked up & crrrrazy, man. Although to modern eyes the stanza “Grab your partner, jump with joy, my light-footed rugged loafer-boy” has a somewhat different implication.

What’s with Mr. No-Rhyme down at the bottom? “I don’t see how they make ‘em for the Money!” Looks like Tintin after he turned into a juvenile delinquent.