John Northern - The Kafka Tree Lyrics

My brain woke up in a mason jar
Wired to a computer on a radio flyer
Rolling through the past as fast as can be
Ascending the branches of the Kafka Tree

Hung on the divine absurdity
A pound of flesh and a cup of thee
The beginning the end and the fiddlers three
In that light at the top of the Kafka Tree

Wander through the ruins of Angkor Wat
Tour New York City and wonder what
The anger is about in the heart of any flea
High at the top of the Kafka Tree

Hung on the divine absurdity
A pound of flesh and a cup of thee
The beginning the end and the fiddlers three
In that light at the top of the Kafka Tree

Ah Christmas tree oh soy smart bomb
Our town is burning so brightly
And if you want to learn from me
Be sure to tune in nightly

A man in the Dakotas made up of many tears
Rolling down his nose they were filling up his ears
Naked without reservation he had no destiny
To be swinging from the top of the Kafka Tree

Hung on the divine absurdity
A pound of flesh and a cup of thee
The beginning the end and the fiddlers three
In that light at the top of the Kafka Tree