Sing it. O Bezumbia! the gem of the river, The yacht of the richest in the world, Your size makes the whole planet quiver, Before you our bridges all unfurl. Yes before you our bridges disassemble. Five hundred million spent on only you! Thy selfishness makes decent people tremble, Three cheers for the red, white, and blue. Your yacht wing'd its wide ostentation, And threaten'd our bridges to deform, An icon of super-greed's creation, Bezumbia sails its vileness thro' the storm.