I knew when that day dawned
Something was all wrong
No buzz whatever from
My lapsang souchong
The world appeared
In weird distorted wi-fi
And suddenly
Everything seemed very sci-fi
The clones were all acquainted
Their brains synonymous
And all of them seemed painted
By Bosch, Hieronymus
It seemed to say
In Philip K. Dick-tation
It's now a sci-fi nation
Was my hallucination real and how?
The inmates are in charge of the asylum now
[?] are seem to be the prime directive
I guess their DNA was all defective
Like a screenplay with [?]
Suddenly believing in a sci-fi nation
Was my hallucination real and how?
The inmates are in charge of the asylum now
