Billy Barty’s Brains

I would rather be
Lost in the shade vegetating and maybe
The meteors will fall down to my head
I would rather not be saved after invasion
Or occasions when meteors fall through the
Cracks in the atmosphere
I would rather be nowhere near there at all (X2)
Egg shell wasn’t broken after the big fall
Don’t plant trees there or anywhere near there at all...

Go you now,
The news has been made
Hormonal slave no different than second grade
Flying machines like so many words
Numerous delusions fight to survive
I would rather not think about anything at all (X2)
Egg shell wasn’t broken after the big fall
Please don’t fix things anymore
Don’t monkey with me anymore..