White Rabbit

One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small

And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all



Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall



And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall

Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call



And call Alice, when she was just small



When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go

And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low



Go ask Alice, I think she'll know



When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead

And the white knight is talking backwards

And the red queen's off with her head

Remember what the dormouse said

Feed your head, feed your head

 
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