I know you're one of those cats

Who never really had a lot going on

While you're sitting at home on your overgrown throne

Going by the name of Eon Don

Send me a line, don't send me a verse until you've got

The kitty on the phone

First right, and down the hall

You know your eyes are made out of stone

So what do we do? Don't surrender your plans

To a mismatched chameleon crook

Got a novel, a plane, a train, some pain

And your favorite children's book

Do it up, chameleon man, do it up Eon Don

The planet's intact from behind your back

If we could get to just moving along

Won't you do it up?

Chameleon man, do it up Eon Don

The planet's arranged for the sick and the strange

If I could write it off in a song

Stay home, lock the door

And keep the seahorse safe in the tank

Won't you do your best to turn your back to the world

And take your money right outta the bank

Ten times to bring you back

And drop the sun off on the top of the moon

Ten times to bring you back another Sunday afternoon

So what do we do?

Don't surrender your plans

To a mismatched chameleon crook

Got a novel, a plane, a train, some pain

And your favorite children's book