everyone is milked

somewhere

over the rainbow,

near there,

someone 

surely must know 

which way the coldest winds blow,

and the why and how

everyone is milked,

not only the cow,

when the machine is in fine form,

obscuring vision in the blue sky storm:

why there's a damn-awfully high cost

to losing your way and getting strangely lost.

yes, everything seems to be in a deep freeze,

so remember, please,

when you awaken from your nap

bring along your colored map!

don't leave adventures up to chance,

answering the call

to sing and dance

at the great room ball.

you can feel it in your gut:

it's almost time for the final cut,

when the machine is in fine form,

obscuring vision in the blue sky storm:

why there's a damn-awfully high cost

to losing your way and getting strangely lost.

yes, everything seems to be in a deep freeze,

so remember, please,

when you awaken from your nap

bring along your colored map!

don't leave adventures up to chance,

answering the call

to sing and dance

at the great room ball.

you can feel it in your gut:

it's almost time for the final cut.