Found a sock in the toaster It screamed my name The ceiling fan’s spinning Playing its own game Pajamas in the fridge Milk on the floor Life’s a carnival Who’s keeping score My world’s upside down Oh can’t you see Socks on the ceiling They’re mocking me Socks on the ceiling How did they fly Twisting and turning Up in the sky Socks on the ceiling Gravity lied I’m chasing my sanity Nowhere to hide My toothbrush eloped with a comb last night The mirror’s winking It’s feeling alright Coffee’s got bubbles It’s laughing at me Chaos is art And I’m sipping the tea Oh Is this a dream or a cosmic prank Did the universe empty its quirky tank I’ll dance with the madness Embrace the bizarre In this circus of socks I’m the brightest star Socks on the ceiling How did they fly Twisting and turning Up in the sky Socks on the ceiling Gravity lied
