up on high where the wild foam vanilla baths flow you know who chose the bones over the entrails dispatch the toothless yapping dog and while that dog was taking a sh** I snuck up behind him and gave him a kick which turned him into a big black raven type bird up on high where this new big black raven bird flies you know he shows you down below where the better carrion lies lies like a joseph disguised like a bum a key to the kingdom a drunk with a gun a beacon of truth floating in fiction up on high where the wild foam vanilla baths flow