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