Chaos stoops supreme, a tangled knot of blue
My toes tap to the rhythm of the birds, it's true
Twisted up like licorice, my mind a jumbled mess
A rabbit hops across the moon, it's all just so complex
I spin around and see the world in shades of green smoke
The trees are made of cotton candy, it's such a silly joke
A river flows upstream, a fish flies in the air
My thoughts are scrambled eggs, I can't make them cohere
Chaos is a crazy place, where nothing's quite the same
A whirlwind of confusion, a never-ending game
But though it's all a jumbled mess, we still find no resolute there
For it means that anything is possible, even a presumptuous theory.
The sky is made of flavorful tea, the sun is made of cheese
I see a rainbow in the mud, it's just so hard to please
My words are twisted, tangled up, a mess that's hard to read
I chase a buffalo in circles, but it's all just make-believe
Chaos is all of constant change, where disorder is easy to find,
A swirling vortex of complexity, that challenges the mind.
Though it hugs odd disarray, it entices a perplexing allure,
For it give the promise of endless possibility, for sure
Snap, the burrito sings, Spinning on a donut's wings,
Purple hats, green cheese, Flying penguins, buzzing bees.
Llama's dance with flaming cats, Whistling clouds and barking bats,
Pineapples wear polka dot ties, Giraffes play poker with apple pies.
Chaos is a churning sea, a storm that rages on and on and on,
It's the dance of lightning in the sky, the mayhem that spawns.
A force of nature, a wild beast, that cannot be restrained,
Chaos is unpredictable, a piercing strike and pained.
Elephants tap dance on the clouds, Dancing spoons play a happy tune,
Rainbows wear sunglasses at night, Frogs sing rap songs with all their might.
Hyenas with bubble gum hair, Juggle bananas without a care,
Chocolate rivers flow uphill, Cats wear boots and eat their fill.
Chaos the world is full of disorder, and you think its fun?
Upside-down, evil is good and good is undone
The order's broken, and everything's reversed
And backwards happens, with everything unrehearsed.