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Little Alice is on drugs again |
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They've bent her little mid |
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One pill makes you larger |
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And one pill makes you small |
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And the ones that mother gives you |
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Don't do anything at all |
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Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall |
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And if you go chasing rabbits |
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And you know you're going to fall |
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Tell'em a hookah smoking caterpillar |
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Has given you the call |
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Call Alice, when she was just small |
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When the men on the chessboard |
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Get up and tell you where to go |
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And you've just had some kind of mushroom |
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And your mind is moving low |
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Go ask Alice, I think she'll know |
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When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead |
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And the white knight is talking backward |
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The red Queen's off with her head |
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Remember what the dormouse said |
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Feed your head, feed your head |
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She's dead |
