In the magic mountain
Above LESS WICKED LAND
Was a not so wicked man
His name was unwise to say
He was strait, but also in some ways
Gay
So he had binoculars and a telescope
And belivied each star was a Goddess
He watched them form and explode
Since it beat boredom.
Above LESS WICKED LAND
Was a not so wicked man
His name was unwise to say
He was strait, but also in some ways
Gay
So he had binoculars and a telescope
And belivied each star was a Goddess
He watched them form and explode
Since it beat boredom.
