I wish you and I took a trip
Beyond the common to the radical.
I wish that and state it emphatical;
And no, that was not a slip.
You see reality, I see a cartoon
With all the characters exposed,
While the villains are all deposed
Before it reaches high noon.
So, come, baby, come to this place
And I will not be here any longer
For this hell-cell could not be stronger
And I now need my own space.
Go, now, go and never come back.
For I am done with your excuses
And will no longer accept abuses.
That is, friends, my solemn pact!