Your brain is an ever-changing kaleidoscope of moods and colors
   We walk to the park, but it's melting in the dark
   All of a sudden your mood changes and your face looks like a cake
   Left out in the rain
   Is your name MacArthur Parker?
   Or is it Reba?
  
   CHORUS
   Detour through your mind, Supersaver to your mind
  
   We seem to float by yesterday's child
   The new you, the land time forgot and a horse with no name
   As we go further into the gloom we chance upon a large orange room
   A key pops out of your nose, we open the door
   And all of a sudden we realize that we are no more
  
   from ear to ear, from the here and now
   I hear another galaxy spinning around
   Who am I? Where am I going? How much will it cost?
  
   A flash of blinding light and we're in an elegantly appointed doctor's office
   It seems that doctor Aron Butterfly wants to dip us in plaster
   And use us for bookends
   We say to the doctor, "No, please, no!"
   And then we get the doctor's bill, what a shock!
   $16,000! and all he wanted to do was dip us in plaster!
  
   CHORUS
  
   Who am I? Where have I been? Where am I going? Do I need any luggage?
  
   I need to leave my past behind
   I need to leave my behind in the past