With just the moon To light our way We headed back to Tom's house To wait for the day The voices in his head Had told him wrong Science reduced to the musings of a song All mixed up with the essence of his bong Chronometree!
With just the moon To light our way We headed back to Tom's house To wait for the day The voices in his head Had told him wrong Science reduced to the musings of a song All mixed up with the essence of his bong Chronometree!