

Tick-tock
Sip-sip
Cup flip
Don’t trip
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why, why, why? Ha-ha
Ask again
Tea gone cold but the room still hot Clock got hands but
it lost the plot Spoon in my shoe and a hat on
the pot Everybody quiet when the bass line knock Rabbit said late,
I said where to?
Door too small but I still walked through Cards on the table
doing kung fu Cup said hush,
but the kettle said woo Left foot,
right foot, spill that tea Mad little dance in a crooked key
I got a riddle sitting next to me It keeps asking who
I’m supposed to be
No straight lines in a place this bent No clean time when
the clock got spent I ask the moon where the minutes went
It laughed so hard that the ceiling flipped
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
I don’t know, but I like the mess Why does a hat
have a crown on its head?
Why do the cups keep dancing instead?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Ask it again till it makes less sense Round and around till
we lose our heads Mad tea party,
no answers left
No answer, no answer Dance faster,
dance faster Tea cup,
tea cup
Everybody act madder No answer,
no answer Ask louder,
ask louder Hat tip,
bass hit
Wonderland gets proud
If a mirror lies,
does it tell the truth?
If the floor runs off,
do I chase my shoes?
If I eat one bite and the sky turns blue Was I
small before, or was tall brand new?
Why does a grin stay after the face?
Why do the chairs keep switching place?
Why did my shadow win first place?
Why is my name wearing too much lace?
Tap-tap, hat brim, clap-clap,
spin Riddle in my pocket with a crooked grin Queen said stop,
but the drums jumped in Now the whole tea table doing backflips
No straight lines in a place this bent No clean time when
the clock got spent
I ask the moon where the minutes went It laughed so hard
that the ceiling flipped
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
I don’t know, but I like the mess Why does a hat
have a crown on its head?
Why do the cups keep dancing instead?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Ask it again till it makes less sense Round and around till
we lose our heads Mad tea party,
no answers left
Maybe the answer is under the chair Maybe it flew off into
the air Maybe the question was never fair Maybe fair never lived
round here Maybe the raven wrote one line Maybe the desk learned
how to fly Maybe the reason we ask why Is why,
why, why, why,
why Why is a raven like a writing desk?
I don’t know, but I like the mess Why does a hat
have a crown on its head?
Why do the cups keep dancing instead?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Ask it again till it makes less sense Round and around till
we lose our heads Mad tea party,
no answers left
Tick-tock Sip-sip Cup flip Don’t trip No answer
Ask faster
No answer
Mad Hatter