Sugar Rush

I’ve been down this path a dozen times before Never noticed certain cobblestones Must have eaten something That did not agree with me I believe I once could see my house from here There’s a mist like syrup on my brow Fogging up my vision with some caterpillar smoke It’s all topsy and turvy Spun like cotton candy Turvy and topsy Think I’m getting scurvy I have tried to cure myself with lemon drops it didn’t pan out well I think this may be Hell Dark chocolate Wispas in the trees tonight Thank God there’s a full-on cheesecake moon I can make out shadows in this candy-coated land It’s all topsy and turvy Spun like cotton candy Turvy and topsy Think I’m getting scurvy I have tried to cure myself with lemon drops it didn’t pan out well I think this may be Hell There’s a sweeter reality Than the one it seems like I’m dreaming If I can open up my eyes If I just open up my eyes So I climbed my way back up to consciousness Lying in the candy aisle, alone Can’t believe I almost died Shopping for some treats And I went topsy and turvy Spun like cotton candy Turvy and topsy Should have stuck with turkey Now I know what I won’t do for a Klondike Bar Pleasure may come cheap But a sugar rush ain’t free A sugar rush ain’t free No no no No no no No no! Aw man