So life is dreamy, yet wants drama, and hands on stuff, we are made of quantum foam after all. And I fall into a phonograph, into graphics, pixals, and jumbo shimp, to the sound of music. Singing in the shower with imaginary fish, climbing KOIT Tower in my Superman Underwear. Its for the freaky kids eating twinkies, I make em spin, cause they got tops in their little heads, and big farts in their small bottoms. They just need a new dance partner.