Kafka wrote of a man that turned to a butterfly   The butterfly flew straight to China   Flapped its wings a little too hard   Put the tornado in my front yard   And no I'm not in Kansas anymore      The tornado threw me to the Hurricane   The Hurricane knocked me out   In an hour I came to   Found out my lie was true   And hopped the first bus to Berkley      In Berkley there was an earthquake   Broke my heart to the ground   Earthquake shook me loose   Now I'm in Texas where nothing moves   And I think I'll settle down      Well I'm the man who turned to a butterfly   Got the hell out of Dodge   Fully loaded for cleveland   The engine was steaming   And I got on board      I said hello to the girl on the train   And she gave no reply   I said goodbye to the girl on the train   There was a tear in her eye