New Yorker Cartoon

I was running
From imaginary vampire bats
I was shrieking at the moon
While Montezuma laughed

Oh, as ? blues
And reds and greens and golds
I hope that I die
When I'm 100 years old

Looking a New Yorker cartoon
Sleeping in a golden cocoon
With you

I was making love
To my sister from another life
I was stitching seams of my old big? dreams
With a needle from a camel's eye

If I could give myself some advice
I'd go out of my mind right now
I'd stay here with my baby
Forever in the here and now

Looking a New Yorker cartoon
Sleeping in a golden cocoon
With you

I was returning my ?
To the rattan and paper bag
And my best friend, Farmer Dave
Lit me up so I could take a drag

My sister's formed with flame
Threw his shirt into the fire
An ancient child prodigy
A genius who inspires

Looking a New Yorker cartoon
Sleeping in a golden cocoon
With you
With you
With you