The Strange Song
Strange, strange, strange
It’s the strangest things I’ve ever seen.
It’s stranger than snow in June.
Stranger than candles at noon.
It’s the strangest thing I’ve ever seen.
It’s stranger than a pet ferret,
Stranger than my mem’ry of you.
Strange, strange, strange.
Stranger than a book made of ice,
Stranger than a muttering man.
It’s the strangest thing I’ve ever seen.
Stranger than an unprosecuted crime,
Stranger than a president made of mummified foreskins and cotton candy.
Stranger, stranger than the strangest thing.