Kickin stones on an old dirt road Feelin d-dejected and all alone When I looked up ahead thought my mind Id blown On a giant toadstool sat a teeny tiny gnome He was all involved in a game of solitaire Said "hello" with a smile just like I wasnt there I kicked dirt some more He said "please dont start a fight." Found a church key in his pocket, he opened up his pipe He blew some silver circles, Wound his fingers in his beard And from that pipe came magic music Like Id never heard As the notes came floatin in I pricked up both my ears I walked up to the drive-in, hadnt felt so starved in years A rabbit waiter took my order and quickly disappeared He said "the partys over, Please come back in a thousand years."