oh my oh me what in the world s come over me i m seeing things that i should never see spiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheese what in the world s come over me i ve lost touch with reality reality reality reality oh my oh me the dead walk the angry sea vampire lesbos are after me i m coming unhinged weak in the knees i m floating away from reality reality reality reality hear the wind whistle through my noggin palisades park by freddy cannon ride the void to outer space pull my eyeballs right out of my face a world of leather work and rubber ashtrays beautiful gardens and all kinds of games oh i ve had way too much of me and now i can t get back to reality reality reality reality reeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllll  that s enough you know something music sure sounds better than it used to1