Oz is always floating Ever drifting sometimes doting Over things that mean the world to Dr. John C. Lilly In the tank he's grooving Ever sifting sometimes smoothing Out the things that mean the world to Dr. John C. Lilly Are you still floating Dr. John C. Lilly? Drifting as the time goes by Across the inner cosmos he is flying His tank is isolating In his mind he's elevating All the things that mean the world to Dr. John C. Lilly Are you still floating Dr. John C. Lilly? In the liquid he will lie Rehearsing for the final act of dying Oz is ever floating Dr. John C. Lilly