Breakfast In Tokio

There's a chance that people might get crazy When they see what I'm about to show them After all, it's a funky funky fever dream I would love, for you to hear this story And this is how it went It was in the spring of a year unknown to anyone before Some may call it 84 but it was different at the core I was on the run from the little people cat police I had so much fun at breakfast in Tokio Now in advance, the stakes were pretty high I came back in the wake of detrimental times My blood raged in a firestorm of mixed emotions Looked for a place to go where cats don't play alone When I arrived, the moon had got a little brother It turned out that I ended up in Tokio And in the street, a chrysalis made of silky air "What's that Jazz about?", I asked myself and took it with me This is how it went It was in the spring of a year unknown to anyone before Some may call it 84 but it was different at the core I was on the run from the little people cat police I had so much fun at breakfast in Tokio When I tried to open it on the breakfast table I Couldn't believe my eyes, ten dwarfs jumped out and sewed a face A face of air, soft like rain clouds, sweet like honey Now I knew, this is what I came for That was how it went It was in the spring of a year unknown to anyone before Some may call it 84 but it was different at the core I was on the run from the little people cat police I had so much fun at breakfast in Tokio