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 gonig to fall.
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call

Go ask Alice when she's just small.

When men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go...
And you've just have some kind of mushroom and your mind is moving low.

Go ask Alice I think she'll know
When logic and proportion have fallenly dead.
And the white knight is talking backwards and the red queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said

Feed your head