(**I: Yurtle Swimming**):

Time elapsing in the sounds of etheral planes melting down

Life is is but a jelly roll, come in one side and pay no toll

Happiness is once past lived, it's all in the mind of a sun burst sieve

Yurtle swimming in his tank with Erich Kessling's account in the bank

Life is just a wiffy you see, singing in the fugue trilogy

Quasonic fortress in the past all boiling down into gas

Beatlemania, God is dead, Satan is one in my head

Radio stations spinning sounds, upside down, and all around

If you simply stop and see, you will find Bon Jovi and me

Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh...

(**II: The Tree**):

Come with me and we will be free in an endless boring cavity

I will love your mind to love me, we shall be a tree, yes a tree

Come with me, to the end of the sea, to life and glee, in the tree...

Time will be the essence of God in a three star carrot fish filet of cod

Boognish will make himself clear to me outside the window in a tree, yes a tree

Porno slut garbage, God is me, in the existential existence of my pee-pee (?)

I fear not the steel and the bass, it's only my laminated love hating face

Come with me, to the end of the see, to life and glee, in the tree...

(**III: Bertha gets the Mooshy Mooshy**):

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy (x2)

Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me (x2)

Bertha gets the mooshy mooshy

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy

Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me

Kill me, kill me, Kill me, kill me

Bertha gets the mooshy mooshy

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy

Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me

Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me

(**IV: The Kitty and the Squirrel**):

The black cat yawns, opens her jaws, stretches her legs, and shows her claws

Then she gets up and stands on four, lost in fate...(?)

...hides her gun...

Whisky frisky hippity hop...(?)

Down the stairs into the ground

Where's the summer, in the shelf?

(all I can make out, sorry)

(**V: The Departure**)

It's [intelligible]

It's been a long...early in the morning

Good morning, good morning...