One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
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And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all
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Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall
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And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall
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Tell em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call
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And call Alice, when she was just small
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When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go
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And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low
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Go ask Alice, I think she'll know
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When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead
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And the white knight is talking backwards
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And the red queen's off with her head
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Remember what the dormouse said
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Feed your head, feed your head
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One pill makes you nervous, and one pill makes you fall
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And the ones that you've been taking, won't do you any good at all
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Go ask Alice, she just hit the floor
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Now you say you could take it
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Yeah, you'd say anything
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But when your hab bit does all the talking
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Yeah, you'd say anything
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You could ask Alice but I think she's gone
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Now you've just lost all your money
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and you've been thrown out of your home
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But for one more gram of cocaine, you'd sell you very soul
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Go ask Alice, well now she knows
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She's living in a dreamworld
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???
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But you'd better pull yourself together
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'Cause this is reality
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But I think that you'd might be better of dead
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Use your head
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Use your head
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Use your head
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White Rabbit
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