got a license to spill the beans' town

i want to be subtle like a bee,
i want to be mad also like the letter G,
i want to be glorious like the lady bug,
i want to be bold like an old duck,
i want to be sad like a long nose,
i want to be arrogant like the rose,
i want to be accurate like my little toe,

ALL that ALL at once i want to be.
where on the moon? i need it soon.
four dollars? here they are. only three?

i landed hard when i found out that i already have all that.
and even more,
i am also fat.
like virgin crackers from Berlin.

so i turn to the side and the world with me.
i am humming atmospherical melodies from a while agoes.
the blurry turns blue
and the blood of the fallen angels
is dripping on me.
i want to move but i can't because as i realize just now the whole universe turns around myself and i am locked into my position by the sweet mixture of centrifugal forces.

Turn around, and around! Turn...turn! 'Til I pass away.