[bad word] and bring your [bad word] and bring your stereo
And lay down on my pillow
Down into a dream we go
Down into a dream we go
You never know where
We’ll go

Under the shelter of a willow tree
Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping
The bed that we lay upon is chamomile
And it smells like bubble gum for real
Skunk and owl and doe
Gather round my radio
Oh
Then with a resonance that split the earth
The skunk cried a call like one I’ve never heard
And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged
And from it a little wooden bird
It spread apart its beak
And time began to speak

I’ll gift you 123
Songs as old as me [bad word] and bring your stereo…..

Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft
The cast of a woman that looks just like me
To find that my character was [bad word] Cemented from head down to my feet
bee flew from my nose
He [bad word] and bring your stereo
Oh
Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth
The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat
And she began a buzzin’ in the key of All to instigate the [bad word] of concrete
The mask fell from my skin
Left me younger than I’ve ever been

I’ll gift you 123
Youth eternally

Eta, my sweet Loretta
I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl
Get up now don’t you go and get up
I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll

Oh how I love my Johnny boy
And if you ever leave baby me I’ll be destroyed
Lets make a baby Johnny boy
Right here in this living room and we’ll call her June [bad word] and bring your stereo….

One summer evening at a block party
The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading
So we highjacked electrical piracy
Because nobody had a battery

And the gods of rock and roll
Hypnotized my stereo [bad word] and bring your stereo