Europa opens weary eyes
All her pretty cities levelled lie
Sweet continent, courage, don't cry
The occidental accident
Concerning Reason's acts of treason
Has shot to Hell what Heaven sent
Centered on playthings, turning round toys
Our shaman drank duck's blood and drove a Rolls-Royce
We entered the circle, a map was described
We recognized Europe! We broke down and cried
She cannot call her myths her own
Lupine nipples squirted infant Rome
but Reason turned the Beast to stone
When struck, released a spirit
From a spire spirit sang:
"A vitamin glimpsed in a mirror,
Might exorcise Europe's dilemma."
Europe let me thank thee for these
Minds unraveled, travels, memories
'Twas sweet to picnic 'neath thy trees
