See that man, o simple,
the one with the purple dimples.
How about the one in his bloomers,
riding my daddy's unicycle.
I'm quite found of old miss. Lyla,
ten feet tall, and a ballerina,
how odd?
i'm the one in the corner,
with the rainbow hair,
and the monkey in the pram.
I dance around the tall clock
singing of my lost love,
without a care in my dream world.
Around here the streets are lined with candy canes,
and dead dogs,
drink poisoned kool-aid from the fountain of life.
Time stands still here almost 10:02,
the moon is high in the sky,
the streets dark and scary,
but o so happy.
Quite intoxicating smell of yesterday,
never to come again.
Cars haven''t worked for ages,
stilts are just as fast here.
One stoplight city,
snow falls o so pretty.
Dancing like a ballerina,
life is so quite here,
until the clock strikes 6 then we lose it.
All shakes loose so quickly,
now its quite I'm 15 in bunny pajamas,
it was just a dream.
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