Man that song kind of tripped me out.

I got so far upstream I went into an orange tangerine psychedelic dream then I turned around and started floating on a moonbeam and floated off to Aberdeen where I met Jack Kerouac in a knapsack talking smack with the wild haired pony girl tilt-a-whirl wrapped in pearls like all the girls and they caught a bus with the rest of us so we floated off to another galaxy on a giant cloud of pixie dust.

Thanks for the trip man.

I hope I can come down.

See you at Woodstock.