Dancing the waltz by yourself, 

Isn’t so bad when your head is on fire,

And javelins stick through your head, 

Every time you breathe a positive vapor.                                                                                                                                                                            

Lure yourself away from those temptations,

Like those ever enticing diamond eyes, 

Take a vacation from your brain, 

It’s been fiddling away with your precious time.                                                                                                                                                                                    

Too much time, while cooped inside,

Of that stuffy brain-case of yours,

Makes your thoughts echo and sound, 

Like barking dogs in the night.                                                                                                                                                                                   

So take a vacation from your jupiter jazz, 

And dance a desert samba, 

That fire-headed waltz, wont seem so bad, 

When even you’re not there.