I was gonna tee totally
Cold turkey it
I was clucking
And the jar of mushys occurred
Cut through the malase
A method of escape
And I boshed a few hats n stems
Then the dealer finally text me back
And so I took off on a bike
Without feeling the wheels
And came on a train
Who don't half make a sound
When it comes to a stop
The thing hitting apon another thing
Two trains exploding past each other
What a thing it was
It was bright and tubular
Welcoming and shiney lights
Then I thought down for a bit
And I could feel the drain lights dip
So I came up in my mind
Looked up at the pretty lights instead