Trip to the Moon - more LSD capers

A fizzy, purple haze
that's when you know that it's one of those days.
It gets in your mind, body and soul,
Your eyes catch the goldfish in the goldfish bowl.

Masses of colour,
Red tinged with blue,
Purple tinged with pink
What will we do??

Waves of sound
crash in your ears.
Outpours your paranoia
and all of your fears.

Then,
once more,
you are floating
twenty feet above the floor.
You have learnt the art of levitation
Now you can't believe your self-elevation,
You can't get your feet back on the ground.
Tripping's OK,
but you've had too much.
Unfortunately,
it seems,
that you're way out of touch!