I get this kind of garbage on my work email a couple of times a week. My SPAM is definitely on crack.

This one reminds me of a bad Dylan impression or Townes on a down-swing:

"Mutley, you snickering, floppy eared hound. Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah... I might jump an open drawbridge, or Tarzan from a vine. 'Cause I'm the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine. I might jump an open drawbridge, or Tarzan from a vine. 'Cause I'm the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine. Rollin' down to Dallas, who's providin' my palace, off to New Orleans or who knows where. McKay and his best friend Bear. Do-do-do-do, Cities of Gold. Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down, Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on. New dreams and better scenes, and best of all I don't pay property tax. Feel the magic, hear the roar, Thundercats are loose. One for all and all for one, it's a pretty story. wishing for The Cities of Gold. Birds taught me to sing, when they took me to their king, first I had to fly, in the sky so high so high, so high so high so high, so - if you want to sing this way, think of what you'd l"