Brillig braelig uffish ness Und cryptic diagnosis Words mean what we say they mean And that's the way it goes it "Worthless, wordless" you insist What's lost is won and, so what? Senseless twit Go grieve a bit And soon we'll have samosas Come sicky, sicky, sicky Front of the line Spine up you icky, sicky Sign up to die Unravel all you've ever learned And who knows what it meant The thoughts you had or thought you had And who knows where they went So who is there qua you? Who cares if you are, quote, "at sea"? And who is here, before you, here? Qua you? Qua him? Qua me? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (oh!) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (ha ha ha ha ha) Brillig braelig uffish ness Und Pseudo Pneumognosis Streptomisis Griseus Then, too, Tuberculosis Fit a bit of Wagner in And dine on your alone-ness Brillig is you love a twit And soon you chuck his bones, love Come sicky, sicky, sicky Sign up your mind Spine up you tricky, dickies Line up to die There was a day The world was made Of you and room and cat And then one day the sorrow came And you moved into that And then, Callay! The Jabber came And it made his room your mind And Jabber ate And Jabber played All Jabber all the time Ooh (ha ha ha ha) Brillig braelig uffish ness Of frabjous day you know what? Words aren't what you say they mean He's not some diagnosis This is where the story ends Go down your hole and hole up Senseless, heartless idiot I will not give his soul up