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    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
    Yeah, look at old burnt out Superman, tryin' to shoot his dust on the sun
Captain Karma kids, they're dead on the run
Oh the words of love, ah, do they ever touch Dolly Brown?
Better get some highway an' clear outta town
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
    sweet alice, disney princess, Alice: Madness Returns style
    One pill makes you smaller
And one pill makes you tall
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
    If the sun refused to shine I would still be loving you
Mountains crumble to the sea It would still be you and me.
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
    If the sun refused to shine I would still be loving you
Mountains crumble to the sea It would still be you and me.
    She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain
To quietly pass me by
    So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
    Here comes the black queen, poking in the pile
Fie-fo the black queen, marching single file
Take this, take that, bring them down to size
(March to the black queen)
    Hey lady you got the love I need maybe it's too much 
Oh darling, darling, darling; walk a while with me
Oh, you've got so much, so much, so much
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks he's an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill with laughter
Thinks he can shoot and slaughter
    Dead cat, dead rat
Did you see what they were at?
Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks he's an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill with laughter
Thinks he can shoot and slaughter
    Said the condor to the preying mantis
We're gonna lose this place just like we lost Atlantis
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothin' showed
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