Rose print underwear
Curly curly blonde blonde hair
Shine like a dandy lion,
So I hear my own self sighin'
Shooby-dooby, hey, hey, hee
I hope you don't scare easily
Wash my brain, wash my brain
Cleanse me of this shame
And wash my brain
Your skirts are so clean
And rest just above the knee
These needs are so intense,
They drain my intelligence
Heede, heede, hail, hail, hail
I swear I won't kiss and tell
My mind is so dirty I got mud runnin' out of my ears
They clog up so I can't hear
The tears of fear
You better get out of here
Your smiles are so bright,
So let's turn out the lights
If you can't see what we do,
Than you might not feel as used
Shooby-dooby,
Oh whop, whop, whop
So would you please leave
On your socksWe are dazed
Accountability, pressure
We are aghast
Expansiveness toward
The infinite
The jigsaw of contents
The maze of assessments
Wire-tapping nature
The master of disguise
We are peripheral device
Only five pointed star
Only binary code
Zero dot One
Persistence of searching
Mode is indirect
Relays of shimmering light
Like lines of an encephalogram
Converge in cataleptic sleep
Crackling immersing minds
In Matrix life, here
Treasures of humankind
Are everything and nothing
Conversion tables of modernity
Formulas sufficient for mentally retarded
Who never understand
That we have got a few
Supplemental ways!