Dragons Awake!
Take me through the voodoo, Buddha
You are the King of Things
I am a fake

Over the treetops
An automan
And automatic girl

Predator skin an orangutan alive
I have two eyes
Sprinkle the pearls over the ham

Grand Peter, Might it be the
Pipes of Pan?

Softer tits will great you
But they have been tapped
By suckers of the sap

Now I'm going home
In the distance I can see them
Proudly waving flags

To separate and free them

Dragons Awake!
Forever and ever
For everyone to see

-Amen