The clouds are really cheap
The way I seen 'em thru the ports
Of which there is a half-a-dozen
On the base of my resorz
You wouldn't think I'd have too many
Since I never cared for sports
But I'm never really lonely
In my Excentrifugal Forz

There's always Korla Plankton, him 'n me can play the blues
An' then I'll watch him buff that tiny ruby that he use
He'll straighten up his turban an' eject a little ooze
Along a one-celled Hammond Organism
Underneath my shoes
An' then I'll call Pup Tentacle, I'll ask him how's his chin
I'll find out how the future is
Because that's where he's been
His little feet got long 'n flexible an' suckers fell right in
The time he crossed the line from later on to way back when