How pink volcano in the heard of the torndao
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free
And it all went down
And it all went down
Tomorrow is a number
Hot pink apple with the sweet golden dimple
Has stuck it's claim in me
Hot pink rubber it comes in every color
And every style you please
And it all went down
And it all went down
Tomorrow is a number
Writer(s): Curtis Mathew Kirkwood
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