The Sun of the Sun in the Heart of my Love.

I imagined a newspaper being shredded into confetti
I saw old people eating cotton candy
There was more than enough for everyone.

I imagined a man with one eye ball
It roved about looking for a target
He was definitely not a vegetarian.

I imagine electric dating
Even hotter than ice-skating
Never know what disco ball will drop.

I imagined blabbering mice
They also had lice
And were hardly nice ever.

I imagined a gong show
It never happened
No one came to see it.

I imagine a circus
Pearls of blood
Through my heart of love.

I imagine a thrill
Sliding down a hill
My eyes changing colors.

Why is the world so mixed up?
Don't we know that is messed up
To give people the mix up.