An asteroid crashed and nothing burned

It made me wonder

Do tigers sleep in lily patches?

Doctor, mine does run for thunder.



I got an ache in my left ear

I felt the truth but I still could hear.

Made me think, I would not be burned,

but rather give myself to science,

I felt that I could help

To science, I felt that I can help

Paranoid the doctor ran,

Shouting his graphic translation

All out of order

Gang wars and ails of riches,

Spewing forth their color

He purposely waited till I was done

To knock on the lavatory door

Accusing me of ruining the fun,

He knocked on it some more

The fun, He knocked on it some more.

And alloy suitors were all inside

An apple or a grape

To put forth a cloud of Mercury

In front of a mighty car

On a freeway in Los Angeles

Once the spraying has been done

'Cause there's more pain from necessity

You're a portrait of your past,

There's a mummy in the cabinet.

Are there no more arrows left?



What's that rubber bottle doing here?

How's that napkin for a proof

Ten cents to a dollar now

For a shelf of pregnant ears

Robert Palmer is applauded

again, again, again

So stupendous, living in this tube.