Riding the night club juggernaut

In our smoky minds …

Spilling out of Cornucopia

We wandered the party nightscape

Before checking out Hysteria

Peering into Myopia

Then settling for Fantasia for a while

Moving on as the night grew hazier

We forgot about Amnesia

Something fishy about Miasma

Dystopia was too crowded

Landed in Nirvana above the cloudy clouds

Ending up smashed

At the new hot day club

Of the imagination

The one they call Dyslexia

Where you can dance all yad long