White Rabbit

Some pills makes you larger
And some pills make 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 all, hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
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 running low
Go ask Alice
I think she’ll know

When the logic and proportion
Have fallen so I’ll be dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen’s “off her head”
Remember what the dormouse said:
“Feed your head
Feed your head”

Lord save little children
They abide
The wind blows and the rain’s a-cold
Yet they abide