Its shape tells us plainly Time inside is curved It holds elvis presley's body Perfectly preserved When kennedy came with monroe Late in '55 The senator carved their names By the overdrive It's an accident of nature Designed by architects Nasa built it from an alloy They'd stolen from the czechs The beast box is dreaming What you believe The replica at disneyland In the big exhibition hall It's correct to the last nut and bolt It's nothing like it at all If a pregnant woman touches it The child will be shy And if you glimpse it once You eventually die The beast box is dreaming What you believe In a dream i'm inside With my kid brother There's scenes of awful suffering We're avoiding looking at each other Then he's pointing to the handrail It's long, of burnished chrome Saying in that stupid voice of his "some of this would look good In the bathroom back home" Freemasons talk about it all the time Their hands at funny angles In moonlight it resembles A biscuit tin that dangles The beast box is dreaming What you believe Juice in the front Juice in the back A cardboard gothic frame They sold it off for scrap last year To our eternal shame