You got me feeling erratic, ecstatic,
Completely enthusiastic.
And these bones aren't real.
**** I'm cold hard plastic.
Paper rhymes and paradigms,
Lost in the rift,
Someplace between space and time
Simply spiraling and falling,
This black hole is calling.
Drip drop,
Pitter patter,
Drinking tea and coffee with the mad ******* hatter.
Shoes for eyes,
Eyes for shoes,
Keep on chanting the lonely man's blues.
The city is on fire,
While monkeys play the lyre.
Werewolf maiden,
Your heart's so caved in
Oh, stay away from the full moon,
(She's a loon,)
One flew east,
One flew west,
One flew over the cuckoos' nest.
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 12:48 PM UTC
You got me feeling erratic, ecstatic,
Completely enthusiastic.
And these bones aren't real.
**** I'm cold hard plastic.
Paper rhymes and paradigms,
Lost in the rift,
Someplace between space and time
Simply spiraling and falling,
This black hole is calling.
Drip drop,
Pitter patter,
Drinking tea and coffee with the mad ******* hatter.
Shoes for eyes,
Eyes for shoes,
Keep on chanting the lonely man's blues.
The city is on fire,
While monkeys play the lyre.
Werewolf maiden,
Your heart's so caved in
Oh, stay away from the full moon,
(She's a loon,)
One flew east,
One flew west,
One flew over the cuckoos' nest.
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