As a side note, the good doctor predicted the ascent of the surveillance state:
"On a mountain halfway between Reno and Rome
We have a machine in a plexiglass dome
Which listens and looks into everyone’s home
And whenever it sees a new sleeper go flop,
It jiggles and lets a new Biggle-Ball drop.
Our chap count these balls as they plup in a cup.
And that’s how we know who is down and who’s up"