Nightclubbing

Riding the night club juggernaut
In our smoky minds …

Spilling out of Cornucopia
We wandered the party nightscape
Before checking out Hysteria
Peering into Myopia
Then settling for Fantasia for a while

Moving on as the night grew hazier
We forgot about Amnesia
Something fishy about Miasma
Dystopia was too crowded
Landed in Nirvana above the cloudy clouds

Ending up smashed
At the new hot day club
Of the imagination
The one they call Dyslexia
Where you can dance all yad long