Listening to 'The Hurdy Gurdy Man', the album, not just the song. Actually may be something to this idea of it containing secret messages just for me, I'll do my best to obey them, watch out.

Work schedule is taking a trip to Bizarro planet, head may look strangely blocky next you see me, may act erratically, etc.

Oh, tell me stories of your homeland, I've got a watermelon we can share.
The rosy assemblage is trying to kill us, my dear.
What are those sores beneath your arms?
Oh, rosy assemblage, beware, beware.

How does a robot differ from a zombie?
Do you know what I'm getting at? Dance steps, Jack.
Why are we so crumbly?
Delicious, warm & freshly baked.