One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
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 the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you´ve just had some kind of mushroom
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 with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head
Feed your head