Roger Joseph Manning, Jr. The Land Of Pure Imagination
My bouncing ball had started it all
A whirlpool of fun down the drain
Butterfingers slipped and fell
Into tunnels of filth and black rain
A big wet kiss from mother nature
Sent me on my merry way
But tidal waves of fear disappeared
When I thought that I heard someone say
So welcome to the land of pure imagination
Welcome to the land of tomorrow and today
Here inside the land of true infatuation
Come on take my hand we'll show you how to play
A thousand children laughed insanely
Kissing me from head to toe
Don't look down they warned as we marched
Through a towering forrest that glowed
Tattooed upon my face a reflection
Traveling from ear to ear
And through my veins this creature of comfort
Bubbled away all my fears
Said welcome to the land of pure imagination
Welcome to the land (where) we only live to play
Here inside the land of true infatuation
You'll come to understand for its here that you will
Stay
In the land of dream disintegration
You'll follow my command
(So) down on your knees and pray
You'll love what we have planned
A sideshow freak attraction
Now sink into the sand
From which there is no escape
Drowning into the sand
Waving goodbye with my hand
I'm dying to be the buried treasure
Digging to quench my thirst
Counting on finding it first
I'm dying to be the buried treasure