White Rabbit Paroles

Don't do anything at all

Go ask Alice

When she's ten feet tall

And if you go, chasing rabbits

And you know you're going to fall

Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar

Has given you the call

Call Alice

When she was just small

When men on a chessboard
And your mind is moving low

Go ask Alice;

I think she'll know

When logic, and proportion

Have fallen sloppy dead

And the White Knight is talking backwards

And the Red Queen's off her head

Remember what the door mouse said:

Feed your head, feed your head