Dali said he was drugs ‘Cause he didn’t need them Everyone needs drugs ‘Cause life’s a trip I got life ‘Cause love is all you need I’m high on life ‘Cause strife is life, you see? Was Dali dead? ‘Cause life is what I’m high on Or was he life? ‘Cause he was a drug, but now he’s gone They say that drugs are illegal ‘Cause they can make you croak So can life and life’s a trip ‘Cause you gotta pass it on Be that balloon Inhale that hydrogen dioxide and Bounce. . . . Bounce. . . . Bounce. . . .
It's a little rough but the key idea is indisputable: we all need our drug. Talking about Dali- in Fredericton, NB at the Thomson museum there, you can witness a breathtaking almost ceiling high creation from the surrealist master. Kept my eyeballs stretched for fifteen minutes!
hahaha.... that's just great! lovely concept kickin here, I bet it was such fun to write! You captured a surrealist nature quite well, methinks, and I thoroughly enjoyed the read; thanks for sharing it!
