Wish now
I had a beer
Perhaps a case
Of Pabst Blue Ribbons

I dropped
Some acid, dear,
And now your face,
Looks like a gibbon's

I took,
A capsule full -
Unraveled speech,
And every mind-way

Al Gore's...Dutch whores can piss...

I'm trippin'
Myyyyyyy waaaaaayyyyyy


Egrets, and bats all flew
With Gilligan
To school detention

My tits
Said a "Scooby-Doo!"
Cole slaw wet-through
This mouse-prevention

My glands
Each chartered horse
Each mare-full schlep
A thong my size, hey!

Butt-sore...Dutch whores can kiss...

I'm trippin'
Myyyyyyy waaaaaayyyyyy


Yes, there were times
Lime sherbet flew
To a ship offshore
With high-wood crew

That shower stall
It needs some grout

"Al Gore Ketchup"
Is sh*t, no doubt

Replaced my balls
With woolen shawls

I'm trippin'
Myyyyyyy waaaaaayyyyyy


I love, fried grass inside,
Live magpie swill, with hair and shoestrings

And now, that I'm so high,
I find it all - a bit confusing

To think? - No, don't do that!

I'll show Aunt May, my Spider-Guy ways

Now...
My IQ's 3

I'm trippin'
Myyyyyyy waaaaaayyyyyy


4 - is - less - than - 10
Or is it not?

Hey Jethro Tull -
What's up with "Snot" ?

Eyes may be things
That look like wheels

Hey Monty Hall -
Let's make a deal

My peckerhose
So brightly glows

I'm trippin'
Myyyyyyy waaaaaayyyyyy