I fell asleep in the branches of a cypress tree,
while I heard the barks of the hounds that are after me.
In my dreams I flew away on golden wings,
but a bullhorn brought me back to reality.

"We know that you're up there.
We know that you're hurt.
Why don't you climb down and let us treat your wounds."

"I'm comfortable here,
and halfway to the moon.
Why don't you *******?
I won't be down anytime soon."

"We're here because your family is worried about you.
They don't know where you are.
We're here to help you!"

"Nothing you say can help me now!
I'm here to stay; I'm not coming down!"

I hope skunk ape comes to tear you apart.
Serves you right for trespassing in his swamp.
Leave me alone,
my problems are my own.
I hope the ghost of Osceola comes to haunt your home.

"We're not going to leave.
Climb down while you can.
Don't make us come up there.
We can force this to end."

He climbed down all ****** with holes in his pants.
They arrested him on charges of public disturbance.