The Bandit

Take a wish from the well.
Take a tip from a Dandit.
Let the band play again.
He'll take you back,
To your head

Take a drink, after all,
It's pure alcohol
Press the birdie, switch! Coo coo!
Set the cors for Tokyo.

Let your mind over,
Let your eyes rover,
When your skin quiver,
When the sky shuts down.

Make a sea in the yard,
Mince your self in a jar,
Take a smile from a goat,
Let your mind back home.