Reba

My interpretation of Reba is not on the lyrics, but rather the music that
follows the lyric section (that's everyone's favorite part anyway, isn't
it?)  I believe the lyrics are nothing more than what they appear to be
about -- a little girl who has a strange hobby of filling the bathtub with
random substances.  (Let's face it -- kids do some pretty weird things.)
Each bit of music during the long instrumental depicts Reba adding something
to her concoction, and then her taste of it...and the subsequent effect it
has on her.

(All times are taken from the Lawn Boy CD version)

2:41 - Glump out the plaster mix into the tub. It oozes along the bottom,
with some pretty heavy chunks there at the end...splat, splat, splat,
splat...

3:01 - Scoop out the coffee grounds bit by bit, with a lump of mud thrown in
here and there...

3:13 - Now Reba stirs it with her ladle...gently, gently...

3:23 - Let's water it down a bit with some melted wax...but it hardens
pretty quickly.

3:31 - A forefoot...giddyup horsie!

3:40 - And a hoof!  Whooooaaaaa!!!

3:51 - Now for the apple cores.  They roll and bump into the edge of the
tub...roll roll bonk, roll roll bonk...

4:04 - Some funky worms should liven this up a
bit...doo-de-doo-de-doo-de-doo-de-doo-de...

4:09 - And how about another apple core, just for good measure...

4:15 - More worms, happily squirming along...

4:20 - Looks like we need some more apple cores...gotta cure those munchies
:-)

4:25 - Now she pours in the can of corrosive...it flows down smoothly,
eroding away some of the tub porcelain as it goes...

4:41 - Coconuts!  Conk conk, conk conk, conka-conk...

5:02 - And chloroform!  Down, down, down, down, glurk, glurk, glurk,
glurk...

5:13 - Some wicker and cork...looks like she has to go running around quite
a bit to find this stuff, but it eventually goes bouncing into the tub with
everything else...

5:49 - Toxic waste and purple paste...this stuff is hard to find too, but
she needs just the right things to top off this fine masterpiece
recipe...watch out for that exploding paste, Reba!

6:25 - At last, the mixture is complete...now, time to dip in her ladle and
taste it...dip, sip, dip, sip, dip, sip, dip, sip, ahhh, just as I thought,
finest in the na...

6:41 - whoa...wait a minute...what's happening...huh...everything's
spinning...spinning around...i don't know what's...hey...oh my...my whole
life...it's flashing before my eyes...i'm in the womb...i'm a liquid embryo,
all calm and...peaceful...hi mommy...hi daddy...hi grandpa, how do you like
heaven...where'd you go...i can see you somewhere...please take my hand...i
want to leave with you...please...take me away from here...oh
yes...yes...i'm floating away...floating away...away...i'm a happy little
rainbow...hello mister sun...no more mean old mister cloud to bother you
anymore...oh yes...oh it's so beautiful...i want to stay here
forever...please let me stay here...forever...i never want to leave...never
want to leave...never want to...*&$%!!!

HUH?!

(Whistling) What am I doing? Oh, nothing mommy!
let's see now, where was I...

Reba continues with her innocent, carefree experimentation, as if the
previous phantasmagoria had never even happened.