She has a way of saying "Mushrooms" that smells of Mushrooms. She has something in that voice that will never age. She carries within her the spirit of the Hippy woman. And the spirit cannot grow old. This is one of the most beautiful songs ever written in the realm of mental journeys, and it will never age.
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 /
To 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 slowly dead /
And the White Knight is talking backwards /
And the Red Queen's off with her head /
Remember what the doormouse said: /
"Feed your Head /
Feed your Head!" /
... Those who say that this has aged poorly don’t realize that it’s themselves who have grown old and can no longer appreciate such great musical works that evoke images in the mind, not just accompany the ears at the traffic light. This is a colossus, and there’s no way around it.
