When the truth is found to be lies And all the joy within you dies Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love When the garden flowers, baby, are dead yes And your mind, your mind, is so full…
 
One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don’t do anything at all Go ask alice When she’s ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you’re going to fall Tell ’em a hookah-smoking caterpillar Has given you the call Call…