Caterwauling

I think, as part of an employee’s health care package, we should receive a budget for X. And for smokey treats, so we can fall asleep afterward. 🙂 And, of course, for the $15 admission to Nation.

“Universe is full of stars

Nothing out there looks the same

You’re the one that I’ve been waiting for

I don’t even know your name

I’m in a trance

I’m in a trance

Cosmic systems intertwine

Astral bodies drip like wine

All of nature ebbs and flows

Comets shoot across the sky

Can’t explain the reasons why

This is how creation goes

I don’t want nobody else

All the others look the same

Galaxies are sliding into view

I don’t even know your name

I’m in a trance

And the word is spinning

Spinning baby out of control

I’m in a trance

I let the music take me

Take me where my heart wants to go

Kiss me

Kiss me

I like to singy singy singy

Like a bird on a wingy wingy wingy

I like to rhumba rhumba rhumba

Dance to a samba samba samba

I’m in a trance

And the world is spinning

Spinning baby out of control

I’m in a trance

I let the music take

Take me where my heart wants to go.”

— Madonna, “Impressive Instant” —

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