Текст песни Through The Looking Glass

In the morning there's a buzz of flies Between the pillows and the skies That beg into your eyes Through the looking glass And between your thighs And it's written no small surprise Let's straight down the rabbit hole There we go I've been meaning to tell you A sentimental thing that occured to me I've been waiting to show you A set of photographs That'll make you laugh and smile You might wanna stick one on his nose Around his teeth, down this drug hole of him They've nowhere else to go In the morning there's a buzz of flies Between the pillows and the skies That beg into your eyes Through the looking glass And between your thighs And it's written no small surprise Let's straight down the rabbit hole There we go I've been meaning to tell you A sentimental thing that occured to me I've been waiting to show you A set of photographs That'll make you laugh and smile