It’s an egg hunt for dates. On new roller-skates. While grooms and their brides. Take horse-drawn rides. Unless you’ve seen it. You cannot believe it. It’s so so bizarre. Boys gone bad. With their absentee dads. Who live with their pets. ‘Cause they’re hedgin’ their bets. Unless you’re seen it. You cannot believe it. It’s so so bizarre. How can it be that it’s only me. How can it be that it’s only me. It’s a well-known song. And he’s singin’ it wrong. But the crowd’s on the bong. So they all clap along. Unless you’ve seen it. You cannot believe it. It’s so  so bizarre. It’s a summertime vibe. And the park is alive. And the actors arrive to be led on their lines. Unless you’re seen it. You cannot believe it. It’s so so bizarre. How can it be that it’s only me. How can it be that it’s only me. That sees the strange. The strange the strange