Cosmic Shape Shifter

Well, I have house rules Any guest should know Take off your clown shoes For common ground below Don't ask, don't tell The cosmic telephone knows very well Knows very well To put some names on you fools Three opportunists in a row I wrote out some guide rules That any fool should know Won't stop, won't fail The cosmic center will shift to hell Shift to hell Foil wear Large lizards War tide Rambling strangers A flat earth With sharp edges Hidden teeth Like burning matches Pink desert I sit in silence Pandering, pandering It's fleeting time Form a line Come around Make a sound Dead weight In nice strollers Big lies On screaming cardboard Heading up To moron island Like stray cats Causing havoc Don't you give in! Is this canon? Come around Make a sound Windy days in June The cosmic shape shifter plays his tune Windy days too soon The cosmic shape shifter plays his tune And for a while It's in style Spreading faster, spreading faster Set your alarms For major harm Soon, soon