Seriously.
So I decided to get it unstuck by turning it into a series of photographs using small flashes placed in strategic places and my willing-to-experiment, patient photographer friends. This is what I have so far:
"Mama Pajama rolled out of bed
and she ran to the police station"

"When the Papa found out
he began to shout
and started the investigation"

I have the rest of the photos to the remaining lyrics composed in my head already. They will be forthcoming in the months ahead.
By the way, you can read about the debate behind the meaning of the lyrics here if you're interested.



