I shudder to think What it would mean If the President wore pink If a prostitute was Queen What would happen then How would the world change If thick became thin And the world was rearranged If the rains brought down the moon And daylight was feared And the sun rose too soon, And then just disappeared If dogs became Kings And the Pope should cum If hobos had wings And God was a bum If houses became trees And flowers turned to stone And there were no families And people lived alone If buildings started laughing
And windows cried And feet started clapping And out came inside If mountains fell in slivers And the sky began to bleed And blood filled up the rivers And prisoners were freed If the stars fell apart And the ocean dried up And the world was one big heart And decided to start And children grew up happier And they could run with the wolves And they never felt trapped Or hungry or unloved If cats walked on water And birds had bank accounts And we loved one another In equal amounts