“All Roads Lead to Cornithaca” – “Rabid Lemmings: The Musical – Gonna smoke ya!”

Gonna smoke ya!
(To the tune of Oklahoma!)

Smo-oh-oh-oh-oke that crystal, as your brain cells circle round the drain
And a million feet of lemmings beat
Till you can’t tell pleasure from the pain
Smo-oh-oh-oh-oke that crystal, every day I prey to get on high
Texting tunes and talk, and watch folks walk
Makin’ lazy circles with my eyes.

I know I do wrong with my plans
But the plans put the cash in my hand
And when I say
Youu! Hand-me-all-you-pay!
I’m only sayin’
I feel so fine, when I’m smokin’!
And I’m smokin’, today.

Smo-oh-oh-oh-oke that crystal, as your brain cells circle round the drain
And a million feet of lemmings beat
Till you can’t tell pleasure from the pain
Smo-oh-oh-oh-oke that crystal, every day I prey to get on high
Texting tunes and talk, and watch folks walk
Makin’ lazy circles with my eyes.

I know I do wrong with my plans
But the plans put the cash in my hand
And when I say
Youu! Hand-me-all-you-pay!
I’m only sayin’
I feel so fine, when I’m smokin’!
And I’m smokin’, today.

Today-today-Today-Today-Today-Today
O.K.-O.K.-O.K.-O.K.-O.K.-O.K…

I know I do wrong with my plans
But the plans put the cash in my hand
And when I say
Youu! Hand-me-all-you-pay!
I’m only sayin’
I feel so fine, when I’m smokin’!
And I’m smokin’, today.
My – Way – I’m – Home – Today
GONNA-SMOKE-YA!
Yeeow!