My name is Yon Yonson
I live in Wisconsin
And I saw what happened in Dresden
There were firebombs and mothers taken from their children
I suffer from crying fits
In my optometrist's office
I often travel through time
But I don't talk about it
I survived a plane crash
My wife died of monoxide
After the bombs fell
I felt myself slip ahead again
Leaving behind the beauty of Dresden
I find myself wasted on the kitchen floor again
Unidentifed flying object lifts me away
On Tralfamadore
They displayed me like a f*cking animal
My name is Billy Pilgrim
Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt