The magic castle with golden domes  A thousand lights on me are too crammed to be so clean  You see, the trees, a smart bee who wants some tea  Mister Brightness's calling me there  He's got a foggy home and his butler is a frog    The velvet dragon has almost four homes  A few females in a frame just to laugh at your torn veins  So give death your pretty dance, I love your hands  Darkness's falling from another space  The Spicy'n'Quircky Birds know I don't want to be heard    Fishes, rats and naked people  Are going to bed on a red and flying head  They sing a song, they sing my song, while I'm in the sun  Jokes'n'hogs instead of me here  That meeting mustn't end when she turns and claps her hands