A World Made Of Vinyl

Tired and drowsie, powered by mousie.
Got a new black and blue trowsie,
stay inside of my housie.

Everyone knows, the world is a earthen disc.
It can break in two pieces no misc.
Do you wanna evoke an earthquake in frisc?

Feel fine in my tank, the water is clear and blue.
I dive with the fishes, where too, I don´t have a clue.
Won´t even go to the station and buy cigarettes, the rain, due to.

Wearin´ that jeans jacket inside, outside.
Holding tight my couch, waiting for the tide,
to come, and wash away the sandman´s bride.

I can hold a tone for moments,
until it flows down, but nobody comments...
Did you make those air stoints?