By what means must you be drunk
To find yourself face first with a pink trunk
In the midst of the night
When things arent quite right
The moon seems to get a little nearer
And your eyes no longer see much clearer
Your stomach does trapeze tricks
While your feet wobble on tall sticks
It can be quite a fright
When u see that strange sight
Of things that shouldnt, that suddenly are
And surely pink pachyderms qualify as bazar
Especially when one is holding the moon
Dragging it along like some silver balloon
Barely thinking this devil's drink has me out done
But it didnt seem right this shifty elephant on the run
Finally leaving with a huff and shocked i must admit
Seeing that the elephant didnt even have a 'moon transfer' permit
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
By what means must you be drunk
To find yourself face first with a pink trunk
In the midst of the night
When things arent quite right
The moon seems to get a little nearer
And your eyes no longer see much clearer
Your stomach does trapeze tricks
While your feet wobble on tall sticks
It can be quite a fright
When u see that strange sight
Of things that shouldnt, that suddenly are
And surely pink pachyderms qualify as bazar
Especially when one is holding the moon
Dragging it along like some silver balloon
Barely thinking this devil's drink has me out done
But it didnt seem right this shifty elephant on the run
Finally leaving with a huff and shocked i must admit
Seeing that the elephant didnt even have a 'moon transfer' permit