� One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight � � 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 them a hooker smoking caterpillar has given you the call � � Call Alice when she was just small � � One man on the chessboard, get up and tell you where to go � � And you just have 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 her head � � Remember what the Dormouse said � � Feed your head, feed your head �