Kafka wrote of a man that turned to a butterfly

The butterfly flew straight to China

Flapped its wings a little too hard

Put the tornado in my front yard

And no I'm not in Kansas anymore



The tornado threw me to the Hurricane

The Hurricane knocked me out

In an hour I came to

Found out my lie was true

And hopped the first bus to Berkley



In Berkley there was an earthquake

Broke my heart to the ground

Earthquake shook me loose

Now I'm in Texas where nothing moves

And I think I'll settle down



Well I'm the man who turned to a butterfly

Got the hell out of Dodge

Fully loaded for cleveland

The engine was steaming

And I got on board



I said hello to the girl on the train

And she gave no reply

I said goodbye to the girl on the train

There was a tear in her eye