Hold your breath, make a wish
Count to three
Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see
Into Your Imagination
A disheveled sea captain enthralled patrons of the Drunken Algae Tavern last night, telling a harrowing tale of the time he was the electric mandolin player for The Decemberists
Neighbors report local man Carl Wilkerson furiously pounded on his ceiling with a broom yet again to demand you adjust the sound settings on your stereo
“ But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could”