Drop by drop in a tube
I can feel a perfume
I made this one with amertume
And it spreads in the darkroom
Pictures all floating in the air
Hallucinations, o'well
Drop me in a tube
In the dark, in the gloom
Enclosing spooky doom
I ogle here quiet soon
For, uncanny cracker glass
Looming at least for a last
Will-o-the-wisp in the air
Rustles in the atmosphere
Drop me in a tube
In the dark, in the gloom