The stale flute spat poison air
All the land infected
The children defected
While wise adults rejected this silly tune
There's a cloud that's pointing to a dying tree trapped in the lagoon
Rotting pirates throw glass bottles
With empty messages from Limbo
""I'm in a plastic egg in a warm womb in a prepubescent child
Who is hiding in a closet, but the doors are locked
I'm trapped inside a chest filled with antique clothing
And I'm never coming out
And I'll never deal with gravity
And I'll never deal remove these stockings
And I'll never remove this artificial chord
And I'm never going to leave
Never Never Never Never Never Never Land""