Bowling Alley
Lemon Demon Lyrics

Ok the other night, I mean like, last night, I had the most screwed up dream ever. Ever.
The singer is sharing about a recent, intense, and distorted dream they experienced.

I mean, it was like a freaking acid trip, not that I, uh, advocate, uh, drugs, because drugs are bad, and stuff.
The dream was so strange and surreal that it felt like a hallucination, although the singer doesn't condone drug usage.

Anyway, my dream, my dream was like, I, um, I was in a warehouse, and there were all these guys in Santa suits sort of doing this big dance thing, and they couldn't see me, or something. I don't know.
In the dream, the singer was in an empty building with people dressed like Santa Claus who were performing a dance, but couldn't see the singer.

And then one of the Santa guys was like, a really fat guy, and he didn't, uh, didn't want to do the dance, and he, uh, was the only one who could see me, so he was like, "Look! LOOK!" but no one else could see me, so I started— he started chasing me, chasing me.
A very overweight Santa noticed the artist, and began trying to chase them down because no one else could see the artist.

And I was like, in a car, but he was faster than the car, and suddenly he jumped out in front of me, in front of the car, and he started screaming, only it was like a bigfoot scream, and it sounded so creepy coming from a, uh, Santa guy.
In an effort to escape the overweight Santa, the artist got into a car, but the Santa was faster and appeared in front of the vehicle, screaming with a voice like a Bigfoot creature.

In the dream I was like "AHH!!" and I hit the breaks, only the, uh, break pedal was broken, and it was actually a gas pedal, so I plowed over the Santa guy, and he went under the front tires, and then under the back tires, and then for some reason when he hit the back tires the front of the car flew up, and then I was suddenly in a flying car, only it was like a hovercraft.
While attempting to brake, the singer accidentally hit the gas pedal which caused them to run over the Santa with their car. The impact caused the car to transform into a flying vehicle that operated like a hovercraft.

And then there was this big part that I can't really remember, but I was in the hover craft thing and I was like, uh, looking around for this house, and when I finally got to the house, like, I— there was the button on the door and when I pressed the button, the door opened and a freaking scary old dead guy ch- uh, popped out of door, and he was on rockets.
The dreamscape transitions and becomes blurry, but the singer recalls flying around in the hovercraft trying to find a specific house. When they finally locate the house, an old scary dead man on rockets emerges from behind the door.

And he grabbed me but I got loose, and then I ran in the house and hid in the bathroom, but there were these like, uh, TVs in the bathroom, and then something happened, I'm not sure what happened, but I was like at a bowling alley, and there was, all the the bowling balls were uh, uhh, dead president heads, and then I started shrinking, and then the Abraham Lincoln head tried to eat me, and then I woke up.
The old man grabbed the artist, but they managed to break free and hide in the bathroom of the house. Inside the bathroom, there were several TVs and later the artist found themselves in a bowling alley. The bowling balls in the alley were all dead president's heads, and then the artist started shrinking in size. The dream became so bizarre that an Abraham Lincoln head tried to consume the artist before they awaken from the dream.