The magic castle with golden domes
A thousand lights on me are too crammed to be so clean
You see, the trees, a smart bee who wants some tea
Mister Brightness's calling me there
He's got a foggy home and his butler is a frog

The velvet dragon has almost four homes
A few females in a frame just to laugh at your torn veins
So give death your pretty dance, I love your hands
Darkness's falling from another space
The Spicy'n'Quircky Birds know I don't want to be heard

Fishes, rats and naked people
Are going to bed on a red and flying head
They sing a song, they sing my song, while I'm in the sun
Jokes'n'hogs instead of me here
That meeting mustn't end when she turns and claps her hands