Lyrics

Straight from the 1920s TK Jingle vault.

The Senators have won it, looks like they’re gonna
Triumph year after year
The first of many, Washingtonians have plenty
Of sporting glories to cheer

Times used to be hard-ing, but now they’re cool-idge
Huzzah! The good times are here!
So why be fearful, here’s an earful
Of reasons to be not so cavalier

Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening
Ain't we got encephalitis lethargica?
Sippin’ Howdy Cola, next to the Victrola
But we got encephalitis lethargica.
Ripe olive scare dear
Has come and has gone
While we were spared dear
The next big thing has just come along

Kind of creepy, feeling sleepy
Might we have encephalitis lethargica?
Habberdasher and the cobbler and the flim-flam jobber
Have encephalitis lethargica
There's nothing for it
No ointments or astringents could cure it
In the meantime, it’s brylcreem time
Til we get encephalitis lethargica.

One suspects Delbert Cornelius Wilbon of Chicagoland will have no bewilderment at this turn of events.