Lyrics to Bill's Mandolin
I’m gunna get up, I’m gunna get up,
I’m gunna go and think about the weight that might crumble
Everything I know, I’m a trilobite trying to
Stay in the right world, stay in the right world
Clinging to my illogical, irrational fear of darkness everywhere.

Carnivals rolled up now get your coffee pots on high,
Children of the festival are waiting for your song,
Antivax the tesseracts then consultate your smile,
Architect the cause of my division in a conscious country mile,

I ascend off again carrying Bill's Mandolin.