One Bad Trip
Now I am off on a really bad trip
Who said the circus was a really good tip,
Millions of lions; chasing me down
A bearded woman, and a killer crazed clown,
People screaming; I'm losing my mind
Psycho hosed elephants; squashing mankind,
Tripling trapeze artists tumbling down
laughing and crying before hitting the ground
then bouncing back up like evil from earth
I thought the devil was coming, and this was its birth,
Suddenly I'm floating in a harbor now
just then what went past me; a swimming pink cow,
Wish I could go back to being myself
or even just normal; like somebody else,
I try to swim now; back to the shore
but each time I do this, the distance is more,
So I keep floating just like a sea buoy
floating along like a broken toy,
My mind has now taken a turn for the worse
and you'll never know; for that was the last verse.
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