Grace Slick – White Rabbit lyrics

One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small,
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all.
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call.
Call Alice
When she was just small.
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low.
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know.
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead,
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head. Feed your head. Feed your head"
Transcribed by Johnny Blasi

Having put the lyrics on this page, I just have to put forward my comments of the song. Although I love the song I can't say it is my favourite (that award goes to "rejoyce") but there is deffinately something about it which just mesmerizes me. I couldn't figure it out at first, not that I tried, but one day it just came to me (funnily enough I was listening to "Theme From The Movie Manhole" at the time) There is no breath gap. There's no relaxing chorus, there is nothing to release you until the climax of the song ("Feed Your Head") It is only when the words stop that you can actually breathe. Anyway, that's the way I see it. 1