In my dream I took an ancient throne In a garden back in ancient Rome Hand in hand with a maiden fair We glided through psilocybin air The fountains flowed and the moon it glowed Lighting statues made of marble 10 feet tall in the perfect likeness Of Bogart and Greta Garbo I thought that I might touch the toe Of a goddess carved by Michelangelo It was nothin' but a piece of styrofoam And I wrote it down in my journal 'Cuz it reminded me that I was in Las Vegas While traveling in gay París There was something I just had to see An architectural feat to which A rival simply does not exist The frame, interlaced, rising up into space The Eiffel Tower, it called me Exuding with charm with my girl on my arm But the words I heard appalled me: It was twelve bucks a pop to get to the top! And that reminded me that I was in Las Vegas We arrived at the Luxor, Mandalay Bay Trying to find a table that pays The roller coaster at New York, New York In the buffet line I saw Bjork Bjork, Bjork, is that you? I can't believe it, this is so cool! Remember me from Cincinnati? I was in the front row, smokin' a fatty! Transposed from 10/30/2010 by: TheDreadfulGreat