In this world of the bizarre
Where A pencil drew a picture that came alive
A plant spoke in a voice deep and grey
And reality turned into a hive
A teapot sprouts legs and runs away
Birds swimming in the sea
Just look fishes flying through the sky
Somewhere somehow
Wolves sings with the voice of a sheep
An I fall asleep
In this world of the strange
Where Spiders dancing on my head
Purple monkeys in my bed
We see the whole world differently, he use to said
And the bizarre becomes gracefully
So goodbye reality!
