Tube - Phish

An asteroid crashed and nothing burned

It made me wonder:

Do tigers sleep in lily patches?

Do rhinos run from thunder?

I got an ache in my left ear

I felt the truth but I still could hear

Made me think I would not be burned

But rather give myself to science

I felt that I could help

To science, I felt that I could help

Paranoid the doctor ran

Shouting his graphic translation

A fortnight of turmoil

Gang wars and ails of riches

Spewing forth their color

He purposely waited till I was done

To knock on the lavatory door

Accusing me of ruining the fun

He knocked on it some more

The fun, he knocked on it some more

Alloyed suitors drawn inside

An apple or a grape

To put forth a cloud of mercury

He was run over by a car

On a freeway in Los Angeles

Once the spraying has been done

'Cause there’s more pain from necessity

You’re a portrait of your past

There’s a mummy in the cabinet

Are there no more arrows left?

What’s that rubber bottle doing here?

How’s that napkin for a roof?

Ten cents to a dollar now

For a shelf of pregnant hens

Robert Palmer is a plorb

And gams, and gams, and gams

Are so stupendous, living in this tube

So stupendous living in this tube

So stupendous living in this tube