Splat!

I lit up the wrong end, set my rocket in reverse Blasted a hole through the center of the universe I had a good spin around in a sycamore plane Nothing much to see out here 'cept a whole lotta more o' the same Oops Well, that's enough o' that, we'll be standing here all day Let the cat out the bag, all kinds of hell to pay Movin' along, running easy and free Back in the groove, don't worry 'bout me, I'm gonna bark up another tree Oops I look into the future as we splat against the screen It's better than I hoped, and up to now was unforeseen A metamorphosis, I'm hoping for much more of this And maybe somethin' funky in between I look into the future as we splat against the wall Leave this all behind and soon we won't be here at all We goin' metaphysical, whimsical and spiritual Won't need that sycamore no more