Hey Hey Now, What's That Smell?
Just Like Cornbread Done Too Well.
What You Need You Know I Got.
So Hands Up, Who Wants To Rock?

Norman The Mormon Hears The Doorbell Ring.
But Inside They're Not Answering.
Peering Through The Window, To His Surprise,
The Door Flies Open, "Come Inside!"
"I Am Jason The Freemason, What You're Selling I Do Not Need.
Mr. Patrick, Orthodox Catholic, Is More Likely In Your League."

At That Very Moment Mr. Softee Rings His Bells,
Ding-A-Ling Ding-A-Ling.
Quickly Thereafter, Choco-Taco Delight
While Reclining On His Brand New Mountain Bike.
Now Watch You Most Closely, For Here The Plot Does Twist.
Enter Simon, The Super Scientologist.

"I'm Opining Sailing Simon. Is You Stupid Or Is You Just High?
Mother Hubbard Got Me Covered Like Sarah Lee On Her Cherry Pie."
Norman Says To Simon, "Hey, If There Are Really Aliens,
I Would Think That L. Ron Hubbard Would Have To Be One Of Them."

"Oh My Lord! Oh My Lord! Oh My Oh My!"

The Pie Man Passes By On His Way To The Fair (And He Says)
"Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Dress On?
Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Jeans On?"

At That Very Moment Mr. Softee Rings His Bells.
So Before Simon Could Bring His Crushing Blow,
Norman Raises His Hands, "Oh No, Oh No!"
Simon Says, "Hey, We Ain't Even Finished This!"
Norman Says, "Yes We Have. Here Come Them Witnesses."

"Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Dress On?
Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Dress On?"

I Been Working, One Eye Dollar,
Bye And Bye, Lord, Bye And Bye.
I Been Working, One Eye Dollar,
Bye And Bye, Lord, Bye And Bye.

I Got The Plans To The Oval Office
Bye And Bye, Lord, Bye And Bye.
I Got The Plans In My Front Pocket,
Bye And Bye, Lord, Bye And Bye.

In The Inner Chambers Of The President
You Will Find No Crosses, Only Pentagrams
Beelzebub And Business Suits On The Hot Line, All Right.

I Been Working, One Eye Dollar,
Bye And Bye, Lord, Bye And Bye.
I Been Working, One Eye Dollar,
Bye And Bye, Lord, Bye And Bye.
I Been Working Like A Pack Mule Every Day

And To Think That Some Of It Ends Up That Way.

I Was Eating Dinner At The Table With People From The Music Industry.
They Asked Me If I Liked It In "The City." I Said I Liked It Better In The Country.
The Label Representative Asked Me What About It Most Appealed To Me.
"I Love To Listen To The Yellowhammer Singing 'A Little Bit Of Bread And No Cheese'."

Then I Commenced To Do A Tap Dance On Eggplant Parmesan Before Their Eyes.
Guided By Voices, Whole Bag Of Tricks. Raised By Druids And Horses.

(Then I Told Them):

"Never Underestimate The Power Of Love. You Dig My New Horseshoes?
Never Underestimate The Power Of Love."

"Come Here Quickly He's Lost His Mind!"

"Frightened? Well I'm Not Surprised, You've Never Seen The Likes Of Me.
Check It, I Want A Big Fat Advance And My Alfalfa Free!"

"Come Here Quickly He's Lost His Mind!"

The Manager Removed From The Restaurant. A Crowd Got To Gathering Around.
I Said, "You Can Throw A Man Out On His Ear, But You Can't Keep A Good Horse Down!"
Mounted Police Sprung To Action. Never Cut Me Any Bit Of Slack.
But I Wasn't Going Anywhere 'Til They Got Off My Brother's Back.

Sun Eyed Dandelion,
Seen You Garden Gnomes Gone Pass By?
Small One Wear A Pointy Red Hat.
The Big One He Just That He Real Fat.

If You See Them Please Tell Them Without Delay,
"You Taked My Saffron Now You Got To Pay!"

Sunned Dandelion,
You Say They Got An Airtight Alibi?
Then how'd They Get Themselves Them Diamond Rings?
You Know Well No Gnomes Don't Make. The Good Money.

If You See Them Please Tell Them Without Delay,
"You Taked My Saffron, Now You Got To Pay."

Sun Eyed, What Now Hey Hey Hey Your Hair Is Turning Gray.
Is There Something That You Need To Say?
Suspect, You're Looking Through And Through.
I'D Take To The Wind If I Was You.

Good Bye Saffron, Know That You Did Good By Me.
'Till Wicked Weeded Wild In My Garden.

As Through A Glass Darkly You Seek Yourself,
But The Light Grows Weak While Under Yggdrasil.
A Basket Of Eggs May You Count Your Days.
Though Your Gut Lies Filled, Only Shells Remain.

I Can Tell You've Been Drinking By The Scent Of Your Breath.
Another Little Sip, A Bit Deeper In Debt.
You Can Rest Your Head In Your Wrinkled Hands.
But When You Awake, You're In Another Land.

In Fields Of Green Rolling On Endlessly
You Find A Fallen Nest Where There Is No Tree.
Mark The Brown Furred Hound Tied To The Mandrake Root.
Dare You Carve A Face In That Virtue Food?

I Can Tell What You're Thinking. I See It Everyday.
I'll Help You With Your Coat, See You On Your Way.
Sure You Want To Go Walking On A Night Like This?
Look, There Goes Another One Now. One Day I Swear They Will Not Miss.

As Through A Glass Darkly You Seek Yourself,
But The Light Grows Weak While Under Yggdrasil.
A Basket Of Eggs May You Count Your Days.
Though Your Gut Lies Filled, Only Shells Remain.

What's The Matter Brother, Does The Drought Got You Down?
(Open Up The Bomb Shelter, Sweep It On Out)
Sing To The Ocean In The Afternoon Haze,
Up The Iron Pillars, Rise In The Waves.

Andromeda Is Weeping. Inside One Teardrop Swims
Brave Useless In Training Less A Millimeter Thin.

Release The Kraken!
Get The Sacrifice On!
Release The Kraken!
Good Gd Y'all!

Useless The Younger We Pray For You.
You Know We Got Your Back In Whatever You Do.
Bathysphere Bobbing In Eyeball Bay,
Black Lash Crashes, Forty Foot Waves.

Cepheus Is Holding Cassiopeia's Free Hand
As The Kraken Breaks The Surface Making Bee-Line To The Land.

"In Greek Legend The Son Of Zeus And Danae
He And His Mother Was Set Adrift In A Chest, But Rescued By The Intervention Of Zeus.
He Was Brought Up By King Polydectes, Who, Wishing To Secure Danae, Got Rid Of Him By Encouraging Him In The Almost Hopeless Task Of Obtaining The Head Of The Medusa!
With The Help Of The Gods He Was Successful, And With The Head, Which Turned All That Looked On It Into Stone, He Rescued Andromeda And Later Metamorphosed Polydectes And His Guests To Stone."
[Brewer's Dictionary Of Phrase And Fable, 1995, Harper Collins, Page 819]