"Hey, Charles Schwab. 1939 called -- it wants its Rotoscope back!"
The earworm is a Lilliputian yelling "Blefuscu!" somewhere in this picture. The good stuff starts about three minutes into the video.
Every morning — or just about — I wake up with some snatchlet of music in my head. Some days it may take well past lunch for the theme from "What's Happenin'?'" to work its way out and I figure why should I suffer alone?