Using my blog to try and make the world a better place. If I can help someone forget their troubles for a few minutes a day, it's all worth it.

Monday, August 22, 2011

One pill makes you larger...

... and one pill makes you small. And the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all. Ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall. And if you go chasing rabbits, And you know you're going to fall, Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call To call Alice, when she was just small. When the men on the chessboard get up And tell you where to go, And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low, Go ask Alice, I think she'll know. When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead, And the white knight is talking backwards And the red queen's off with her head Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed your head! Feed your head!"


Robin Eduardo said...

Hey! I dig your blog! Here's an award.

Keith said...

Wouldn't have found your site if it weren't for RobinE. Glad I did.

It's like, sniff, a homecoming and some serious flashback:

I am back in my bedroom, sitting in bean bag, with coconut incense burning and a black light cobra poster (from Spencer's on the wall above me) deep in thought about what it would be like for Ann Wilson to go "crazy on me".

Sunnydaze said...

I can picture the amoeba-like psychedelicness swirling on the screen in back of the stage now. Great song.

joe said...

Robin: Thanks lady ;^)

Keith: I'm glad you found me too. I love coconut incense, btw

Sunny: It's amazing Grace survived those years..