Ever pushing, ever bold,
(Else one's left "out in the cold")
Thus Success you grasp, and hold.
And may sing, though Pecksniffs scold,--

_Chorus._

Tra-la! We "boom" to-day!
That's how we "boom" to-day!
Bra-va! We "boom" to-day!
Hoo-rah! We "boom" to-day!
[_And so on, six times or more._

II.

All want to "Boom." But don't be shy,
For modesty is all my eye.
Shun all reserve, if you would try
For "paying" notoriety.
If you would "make your pile" in haste,
You must not bother about "taste."
_Every_ chance must be embraced,
If you would sing when fairly "placed,"
_Chorus_--Tra-la! We "boom" to-day!
[_Over and over again._

III.

Art's a good game. 'Tis easier far
Than 'twas of old to be a Star.