} (Vaguely calypso beat commences)
}
} I can see Leary now; my brain is gone.
} I can see bright colors coming through the gray.
} Gone are the walls -- they melted, but I don't mind.
} It's gonna be a high, high, L.S.D. day.
} It's gonna be a high, high, L.S.D. day.
}
} I think I can stand up now... no, I was wrong.
} I guess I'll just stay curled up inside my bed.
} Cripes! There's a rainbow breaking down my door!
} It's gonna be a high, high, L.S.D. day.
} It's gonna be a high, high, L.S.D. day.
}
} Look all around, there's nothing but blue skies
} Look straight ahead, there's nothing but blue skies
} ...and dwarves...
} ...and little red bugs...
} ...Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!...
}
} I can see Leary now; my brain is gone.
} I close my eyes, but the bugs won't disappear.
} They're getting larger, and they want to eat my mind.
} It's gonna be a high, high, L.S.D. day.
} It's gonna be a high, high, L.S.D. day.
} Real, real, real, real high, high, L.S.D. day.
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