Somethin’s startin’ to tweak and I can’t quite put my finger on it
So I guess I’ll just lay down my hand and hope I win
The old man said “If you ain’t full of shit,
You probably just don’t eat enough”
Riki-tiki-tavi yeah the mongoose is still crash in’ on the couch
but I wouldn’t go near him, he’s a bit of a grouch
He tried to bite me when I tried to steal his magical pouch
But I don’t think he’s that tough
Jumpin’ off a cliff with absolutely no intention to die
All I really wanted to do was smell the sky
And oh my my why I think it’s gone ripe
All the clouds have turned brown, and the blue taste’s like shite
And I forgot my kite, and I can’t find my fly
And there’s nothin’ to stop me from fallen’ all night
Except maybe the ground, which is on it’s way up
So I’ll just close my eyes

Thank you for waking me up
yeah the sandman was getting’ rough
well I know it’s not real, but the knight could be real
You could call me sir real
Thank you for bringing’ me back
Where making sense is where it’s at
Well I know it’s not real, yeah I know it’s not real
I’m just getting’ a little tired of it all

Climbin’ back up the cliff upside down with only my feet
Just to carry a big fat basket full of meat
And I have to ask myself when I reach the peak
“How did I get here”?
Luckily at the top there’s my friend with a sezna plane
And he says he only takes fresh game as pay
So I hop in shot gun, shoot through the grunge
Pop up and the plunge, then nose dive to a lunge
And we crashed into the grass of southern africa, and after climbing out
We saw the sun-drought tundra plundered with hundreds of little popsicles,
“Take a lick if you like”, the little tiki lad cried
I think I might, but I know the price

Thank you for the little nudge
But I have to admit I was having fun
Well I know it’s not real, yeah I know it’s not real,
Let me tell you ‘bout real

The bills, the cage, the man, the rage
The scream, the cheat, the hoax, the heat
The flu, the blues, that prove the lies
The double quarter-pounder with fries
Insomnia’s making me ill
I think I’ll pop a little pill

Thank you for putting’ me down
I was starting to lose my ground
Well I know it’s not real, but the knight could be real
You could call me sir real
Thank you for letting me sleep
That’s where I want to be
Well I know it’s not real, yeah I know it’s not real
I’m just getting’ a little tired of it all
Getting’ a little tired of it all