There are rainbows There are leprechauns There are people who wear things Because they have to In the forests of regret Lies the lies of the innocent, you know 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 trip with that 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 raisin For a pouring rainy day Put it in a matchbox Keep it in the freezer next to the sorbet Call up the car 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 j**el-ish looking clear cubes of biological matter, yes And you look at the a**ortment and wish you could take it 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 Something that differentiates your selection from all the others And when you make your selection You give him money and he goes away as fast as he can And you start your smoking Your friend starts that token, J. R. R And you do what you needed And you cue up the beginning of your favorite movie Fletch Fletch Fletch