I had my mind erased by little green plastic men from outer space last night, or so I remember, or so I dreamt. Or so...ummmm...it is hard to say.
Got a mind eraser, "set to kill of phaser" again, my friend.
I'm a dream creator, defying laws of Nature again trippin'.
I fall down and then I wake up.
Saving all the monsters of plastic avocado green. Thorazine.
I'm the vinyl whispers of the 1970's machine.
I fall down and them I wake up.
A few light years away, a sky of linoleum
Going out just enough too far, space is the ocean
Supersonic polka dots bleeding fire
There is more than just one sun...