Won't You Join Me in the Freak Parade?

Kathy found the slimy stench Of convention was taking her under Photograph the sludge that hovered above All around the magic wheel An amalgam of smiles and thunder But all around the magic wheel I'm in love Something caught your eye Thirty-five miles high And it's falling down down down Definition of her world Is defined by the creatures around her But Kathy knows reality is up high Kathy handed me the pie And I sliced it and served it to lovers Stood upon a trampoline in the sky This a dream I had One that I want bad And Kathy may think I'm weird and creepy If so I'll just keep on Dreaming on Won't you join me in the freak parade? Together we can make it through all this And live in circus tent of the solace I have a creepy mustache You have a sinking eyelash And we both have an incredible rash Invite all of your brothers sisters I All the teachers and patient listeners I And it will Stop giving me motion sickness In time