Dog with the Lampshade Head

Staring over your left shoulders at me
Dog's asleep on the floor in the doorway
And I'm getting high as I can, as I can
And I'll say goodbye to that old mirror man

And I know you don't understand
Well neither do I, man, nobody can
We must be out of our minds
You're out of your league, and I'm out of time
For you and all your silly soap opera schemes
For you and all your silver screen dreams
Yeah