A L I C E
Hey, Alice, do you ever get tired of Wonderland
And all its magic visions?
'Cause I heard they're offering a money back
Hey, Alice, wondering if you ever get tired
Of all these dark forests of smoke and smiles,
And you're always last; forget to be free
Well, Alice, how's the view from way up there
And is it hard to be so big and alone?
Wondering if it's any easier being small
Gazing up at the sky and scream it isn't fair.
Are you tired of looking through all these mirrors?
Reflections change and you can't find yourself
Too bad, Alice, turn back to your dream
Of curious tales and curiouser wealth.
Bow to Time and heart's Queen.
So, Alice, do you ever get tired
Of these opium roses, wonder
Where the hell's the daisies?
Hey, Alice, you're out of change and the tickets are sold out
To escape this nightmare on the first train away.
So sorry, Alice, 'cause I know it's hard
to face up to reality.