Meat Puppets. Up On The Sun. Hot Pink. Zeneszám

Hot pink volcano in the heart of the tornado
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free

And it all went down
Tomorrow is a number

Hot pink apple with the sweet golden dimple
Has stuck its claim in me
Hot pink rubber comes in every color
And every style that you please