
Pay-Hola (sung to the tune of Volare by the Gypsy Kings)
Pay-Hola, oh no
Jack Raslowsky, he has got to go.
Let's cover this patronage up in a shroud,
against the will of the maddening crowds.
He can sling distortions in a school that I know,
Where over-spending is always headlined,
Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind,
Just like birds of a feather, Dave and Jack together we'll find. ◦