I was walking down the sidewalk looking into the thoughts of my mind.
I tasted spit and out I spat on the ground that I walk on.
So by now you see that I was walking in my head streets of imagination in my head.
...in my head...in my head...in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head... in my head.
Today I made a airplane out of paper and flew it in the rain.
I ran... it crashed... burning... the little people inside jumped and the rain caught them... amazing!
So now I think it's time to go visit the stripper... wait... she's not letting me in.
Now the cans are getting crushed outside on the porch.
I will cash them in for some money and buy something.
Now the whispering eye is winking at me... I think I will say hi.
in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...
I went walking so far I had to call a cab home... call a cab home.
I slept in the back for maybe... 20 minutes and then he said, "get out you bum."
So I left... I called another cab.
in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...
Now this next cabby was rotten and I mean rotten.
Aren't there sanitary laws for the cabs too?
On the floor their was a fish and a can of tuna... hmmm?
in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...in my head...