Look at my horse.
My horse is amazing.
Give it a lick.
Mmmm, it tastes just like raisins.

I've a stroke of its mane.
It turns into a plane,
and then it turns back again
when you tug on its winky.
Oooh that's dirty!

Do you think so?
Well I better not show you
where the lemonade is made.
Sweet lemonade,
Mmm sweet lemonade,
Sweet lemonade,
Yeah sweet lemonade.

(dance to horse playing keyboard)

// Lyrics by Inner Riot

How the [bad [bad word] she ignores
The tasty winkey of my horse
Woman, I think you deserve
ride across the universe//

Get on my horse.
I'll take you round the universe,
and all the other places too.

I think you'll find that the universe
pretty much covers everything.
Shut up woman get on my horse!