I woke up this morning, I fell out of bed 

checked my pulse I wasnt dead 

there's a pounding in my head 

I think I may have vomited 



They took me away last night 

looks like I put up a fight 

now I'm staring at the lights 

why is my skin so white? 



I was abducted by a gang of angry mimes 

what they did should be a crime 

I couldnt see the probe but I felt it enough 

but at least they wore gloves 



They put me in a box that wasn't there 

made me pretend to climb the stairs 

they were all sitting I couldn't see their chairs 

and the clothes they made me wear 



A little striped shirt, a little black beret 

a dopey flower made of papier mache 

and they painted a tear drop on my face 

gave me an accordian to play 



I was abducted and then tortured and forced to jam 

cajun music by a gang of angry mimes 

what they did should be a crime 

they didn't say much, they weren't chatty 

they poured imaginary tea 



I pulled off my escape during the tug of war 

I poured mime marbles over the mime floor 

seven mimes went down and then I punched two more 

then I made myself a door 



I was abducted and then tortured and forced to jam 

Cajun music and then after a breif altercation escaped 

from a gang of angry mimes 

what they did should be a crime 

it took a while to get home again 

because I ran against the wind