We'll all end up in bottles

said the rooster to the crow
it's been done and said
we already know
we already know

so keep the oil burning
and drop three lines for me
oh majestic and sacred muse

I've finally found my answers
they lie there to be found
and what's more, something profound
something to do something to eat something to sing to

the dentist wants his say
I've made my ammends that way

keep his words close for they instill wisdom
oh lost, weary, tethered soul

please direct me to your dreams