maybe we could go skiing

and live in a wooden house

we'd have crooked fences line the paths

to stop crooked people from trying to pass 

My goodness,

I am created in the shape of Tropical Island.

don't look at me, for my arms are palm trees

my hair is on fire, keeping Pedro warm but making me burn

6 year, 7 years, a hundred tears.

don't save me, I have only turtles for friends.

8 years, 9 years, I have no fears.

save me, turtles have only me for an enemy.

I would have cooked, but i lost my mind.

and I lost my clothes, I lost my clothes, I lost my clothes, I lost my clothes

I tore my clothes.

there is nothing left for us here comrade.

I'm sailing home in your deathbed.

I'm sailing home in my lifebed.

...somebody find me

i forgot about my tea today

it went cold

i tried it, but it wasn't nice

i was angry at myself.

i'd been looking for something to do for hours and all this time my tea was there.

i could have been drinking my tea.

instead my eyes hurt from looking at 2D pictures on screens

and now my mouth had a bad taste from drinking cold tea.

but jimi is in my ears, that's okay.

(lord there's a red house over yonder

lord that's where my baby stays)