One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at allGo ask Alice when she's ten feet tallAnd if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell him a hookah-smokin' caterpillar
Has given you the callAnd call Alice when she was just smallWhen the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you have just have some kind of mushroom
And your mind is movin' lowGo ask Alice, I think she'll knowAnd logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the white knight is talking backwards
And the red queen's off with her headRemember
What the doormouse said
Feed your head
Feed your head
Composição: Grace Slick.
