the fruits of boredom

During one of my many boring days at work last month, I flexed my creative muscle and wrote out some new lyrics to John Mayer's "Your Body Is a Wonderland". Actually, I need to give credit to Jon, who came up with the idea of rewriting to "We're going to Wonderland". (The amusement park in Toronto, people!) So here you go...


Verse:
You've got the weekend free
I've got no place to be
So why don't you come with me
To another place, another city

Flying down the 401, there's
no time for bathroom runs, 'cause
the day is short, the lines are long and
there'll be more time for fun

Bridge:
So if you have cash
just bring some
I hear the prices
they raised them
and if you get nauseous
don't eat lunch
'cause it's gonna be wild...

Chorus:
We're going to Wonderland
(We'll drive the van)
We're going to Wonderland
(Don't make new plans)
We're going to Wonderland
(Prepare to stand)
We're going to Wonderland

Verse:
Somethin 'bout the smell of hotdogs in the air
the sounds of screams and sights of people flung 'round here and there
The rides are short and the food's expensive
but you'll manage to convince yourself that somehow it was all well worth it...

(repeat bridge and chorus)