An Evil Shade Of Pink

In a cold naked cellA lunatic stares at the empty wallsWith a blank expression on his faceBut with a smile on his rugged lipsHis mind travels beyond this worldTo a place created by his funny brainThere are trees in different valuesIn all the colors of the rainbowJust like a stoned junkies dreamWhere the grass is blue and the sky is greenWith yellow elephants flying in the skyLike when you smokepot and get really highSo many colorshat you almost go blindAll this created by a lunatics bizzare mindTransformed to an image made of dreamsThe lunatic ruins naked through the wildernessWith strange flowers springing in his footstepsFollowed by an evil shade of pinkKnowing not that it is his last day in life