Phish Guyute Lyrics

Guyute was the ugly pig
Who walked on me and danced a jig
That he had learned when he was six,
Then stopped and did some other tricks,
Like pulling weapons from his coat,
And holding them against my throat.
He lectured me in a language strange,
Then scampered quickly out of range.

I'm bouncing like a newborn elf;
I can't remain inside myself.
Guyute glances in my eyes,
And manages to hypnotize
Me. As I sleep the sleep of death,
He sucks from me my only breath,
That I had breathed since I was ten--
I hope this happens once again.