The drapes were drawn, the curtain fell The bellows were empty Might as well Go the Blanket Show But the seats are steep No real estate I'm stuck on Y Can't get no zzz's Don't trust no pills No, I don't trust nothing So I hit the tins and the play bu*ton Sure enough my dream reoccurring But this time I was in the women's prison Freud was smiling So was Jung My heart was heavy but my Fu was Kung Three time loser Five to ten Are you that judge? No, I'm not him No, I'm not him Right about then Lights out in the cage The women were snoring With that wart hog rage Wake up pig Roll over Beethoven Get down mama Yeah, you sleep in I flew the pen I flew the pen