And Courage will take our cushions back!
And the walls
which were so hard
become marshmallows
just as white as before
but now I can bang my head against it in despair
and instead of getting hemorrhaged
I get sticky!
I really need to bang my head
cuz there’s no despair
when I become free of the universe
but I’ll bang my head just the same
as I do a pretty pretty ballerina dance!
And joyously I will immerse myself
into sticky
Marshmallow!
but then the batteries will run out
and the men in black suits come
to straightjacket me
and fix my broken head
But I am not broken!
I am free!
Marshmallows wouldn’t ever harm me!
you won’t let me listen to my music anymore
But I can Recall the FREEDOM!!!