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"Central City" is sung to the tune of "Oklahoma"...
Great big place!
Great big place, gonna take up space!
Gonna give you towers, turrets and skyscrapers,
sidewalk fer the battle,
villains to pull capers!
Towers on the prairie where the Flash bugs Zoom,
Plen'y of air
and plen'y of room,
Plen'y of room
to string a dope!
Plen'y of depth
and plen'y of scope.
Central City,
where the Flash comes sweepin' down the lane
And gorillas greet
on every street
When the wind comes right behind the rain.
Central City,
Ev'ry month Kid Flash is gonna try
Some how to talk
to some man-hawk
fightin' giant insects in the sky.
The town we belong to is grand
And you know that we long to expand!
And when we say
"Yeeow! Hey, Scipio is gay!"We're only sayin'
You're mighty large, Central City!
Central City, I'll say!
Central City, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
And a wavin' arm
can sure do harm
When the wind comes right behind the rain.
Central City, ev'ry month its citizens and I
Stand on a sidewalk and point and gawk
at the fallin' airplanes in the sky.
We know that our streets can't be spanned
And our city's too large to be scanned!
And when we say
Yeeow! Agoraphobi-ay!We're only sayin'
You're really large, Central City!
Central City, I'll say.
We know we've consumed the Heartland
because all of our growth is unplanned!
And when we say
Yeeow! Ain't Vandal Savage fey?!
We're only sayin'
You're growin' large, Central City!
Central City I'll say,
Hell - of- an - M. -S.- A.
Central City!
Yeeow!
