Your brain is an ever-changing kaleidoscope of moods and colors
We walk to the park, but it`s melting in the dark
All of a sudden your mood changes and your face looks like a cake
Left out in the rain
Is your name MacArthur Parker?
Or is it Reba?
CHORUS
Detour through your mind, Supersaver to your mind
We seem to float by yesterday`s child
The new you, the land time forgot and a horse with no name
As we go further into the gloom we chance upon a large orange room
A key pops out of your nose, we open the door
And all of a sudden we realize that we are no more
from ear to ear, from the here and now
I hear another galaxy spinning around
Who am I? Where am I going? How much will it cost?
A flash of blinding light and we`re in an elegantly appointed doctor`s office
It seems that doctor Aron Butterfly wants to dip us in plaster
And use us for bookends
We say to the doctor, `No, please, no!`
And then we get the doctor`s bill, what a shock!
$16,000! and all he wanted to do was dip us in plaster!
CHORUS
Who am I? Where have I been? Where am I going? Do I need any luggage?
I need to leave my past behind
I need to leave my behind in the past
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