Hey little fiddle got a ride from the ransom child little fiddle got a ride.
 Took me out to the old [bad word] yard with a prairie on my right and the ocean tide.
 Long long ago when the sky opened up and the choir sang just like a child.
 I had a place where I went to hide with the tall grasshoppers and my old friend time…
 Boom boom, a click boom boom. Boom Boom, Fantastic… Back to my humble story
 little one get her wish little one get her wish.
 Played it just like a knock on the chin well I played it just like a violin.
 Synesthesia tastes just like a rainstorm, hears like a lover's kiss.
 Never told ya but I know that I owe you, I
 owe you all of this