Little Alice went out to play
There she saw a rabbit so white
"I'm late! I'm late!" It shouts in fright
Alice ran and ran but fell into a hole
She fell down but saw not a single soul
Instead she found herself in a room
The doors in it were locked, was this her doom?
But little Alice found a way out
"Is there anyone?" Her shout
Echoes through the strange place
With a strange smirking cat which leaves no trace
Card soldiers which fear to be dead
A queen that shouts "Off with the head!"
With flamingos you play cricket
Oh please let's don't play piquet
But Alice, you should wake up from your dreams!
This isn't real, this is not as it seems!
And when Alice wakes up, she's back
And with this the story end with a fade to black