I am a frog riding a flying pie over a field of yellow daisies
Every daisy is a different shade of yellow
All of the yellow daisies smile at me
The cotton candy skies give way to an angry old man in the sun
the daisies are laughing at the angry old man in the sun
My pie is rotating as it flies over the smiling, laughing daisies
The angry old man in the sun likes it when children use a magnifying glass to burn ants
In fact, he'll burn just about anything if you let him
I'm not really a frog just the spirit of something green
If you touch me i will piss on you and give you warts
My flying pie is still spinning - making me dizzy
In a mirror i see a pale face with red stripes
black orbs for eyes and purple hair
If i only had a gun
i would shoot the angry old man in the sun
All of the daisies are not the same
Watch them smile, watch them laugh
Watch them burn