There are rainbows.
There are leprechauns.
There are people who wear things
'cause they have two years.
In the forests of regret
Lay the lies of the innocent child, no,
but we're not quite there yet
When I look into your eyes
I can see something in them
'cause micro-motor movements are indicating responses
and I can interpret them
'cause I have experience
in dealing with other humans.
Come on.
Get off your pillow,
join in the song.
Give me some tweezers;
help with the bong.
Skip out the resin
for a poor and rainy day,
put it in a matchbox,
keep it in the freezer
next to the sorbet.
Call up the con,
use coded terms;
wait for half an hour
until the doorbell rings.
Giggle with your friends as you buzz your friend
(your non-friend) up to the door,
and they come right in with the bike messenger bag.
They flip it to the front side
un-velcro it before your eyes
bring little jewel-ish looking clear cubes
of biological matter, yes.
And you look at the assortment
and wish you could take it all;
and he says "choose whatever one you want,
but they are all the same.
But you convince yourself that the
shape of the matter of the matter at hand
is something that differentiates your selection
from all the others.
oh-whoaowhoaaaanow
And when you make your selection
you give him money and he goes away
as fast as he came
And you start your smokin'.
Your friend starts that tokin'. (J.R.R.)
And you do what you needed.
Fletch, Fletch, Fletch
Bree Kuu Kuu Ki-Kuu
Kvvv ti ti kish ti ti kuu ti kuu kish du ki
Kuu ti kish ti kuu ki kuu ki-kuu zeegadiku doo
Kish ti gree-ka-kuu gree-kuu deekadu dvvvv
digadagee digadagoo doo glee geegee goo googoo z'googoo gahgah gish
g'ree g'eh g'rrrrrachuglacht
bree-keh-brebree-keh breh-brookul-brah-brookul broo-brakah-brookul-brakah pshhhh
ftftftftftftftftftft ki ki ki ki ki
ku ti kah ti ku ti ti ti kah ti
ku ti kah ti ku ti ku ti kah ti