Listen
Alrighty then, picture this, if you will
10 to 2 a.m., X, Yogi DMT and a box of Krispy Kremes
In my need-to-know post just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole "Chosen People" thingy
When just a flaming stealth banana split the sky
Like one would hope, but never really expect to see in a place like this
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
And stopping right on my Birkenstocks, and me yelping
"Holy frucking sit!"
[Holy frucking sit!]
[Holy frucking sit!]
[Holy frucking sit!]
[Holy frucking sit!]
[Holy frucking sit!]
[Holy frucking sit!]
[Holy frucking sit!]
Then the X-Files being
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips
And breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slo-mo Matrix descent out of the butt-end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw
My sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my freaking pants!"
So light in his way, like an apparition
He had me crying out
"Freak me, it's gotta be The Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got right on top of me
Got me seeing E-motherfreacking-T!"
And after calming me down with some
Orange slices and some fetal spooning
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose
He said, "You are The Chosen One
The One who will deliver the message
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
And a warning for those who do not"
Me, The Chosen One? They chose me!
And I didn't graduate from freackin' high school
You better
You better
You better
You better listen
Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means, must remember to write it down
This is so real, like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding 'cause this stuff never happens to me
Can't breathe right now, it was so real
Like I woke up in Wonderland, all sort of terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone when I tell this story
And can anyone tell me why you all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real, finally, it's my lucky day
See, my heart is racing 'cause this stuff never happens to me
Can't breathe right now
You believe me, don't you? Please believe what I just said
See, The Dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head
See, they took me by the hand and invited me right in
Then they showed me something, I don't even know where to begin
Strapped down to my bed, feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head, am I alive, am I dead?
Can't remember what they said
Goddamn, pooped the bed!
High, high
High-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh
High-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh-i
