The corpse was born, it swung around
It walked out of the lost and found
And all the money not burnt to ash
Was behind gla** at the new museum
The hormones in the storage tanks
Would drain into a vacant lot
And trees in the shape of a V
Began to grow all over
And the unedited version of the Infinite Commandments was blaring in
Sanskrit from air pa**ing by
The clouds were all doing impersonations of famous TV meteorologists
Then the custodians came out to drain in the road
They danced with their mops up in the air
And all the toilets backed up
Between you and me, there's a trickle of blood from where neither of us drinks
To turn back now would be to insult the unknown
Don't have mercy on those who do
But the ceiling and floor can crack open doors
But the walls are too wide to escape from the side
It's a personal thing
Exercising my illusion
Hang off wire likes to pull the sky
You know he hijacked Air Force One and demanded "Take me to corruption"
Wow-ow-ow and these are all one, two, a-two superpowers
They stepped to the rink and the lights went out
And then the national anthem disintegrated into Robert Goulet's throat
Yip, yip, yippie-tie-oh