 Hello...what the hell am I doin' here?
That's a really nice suit,
This is a really comfortable chair.
See, I don't know
If you can help me or not.
'Cause I don't feel sick
I don't feel sick
But the pains in my head
Have almost put me underground.
I don't really care if I am healthy or not.
Just clean my head up, doc
I'll give you anything you want
See, I don't know why I don't fall in love
Well, maybe I know why
And maybe you could make it stop...
We'll cut it up and bury it
And leave it underground.
And I'll take to wishing and fall under
Sleeping safe and sound.
Just give me medicine,
Prescribe me anything.
Just knock me out
And walk me through the door.
Well I have no desire to see
Through my own eyes anymore, anymore, ha, ha, ha.
Hello...what the hell are you doing here?
You made a really strange face,
This is a really uncomfortable air.
I see I'm boring you, maybe I bore myself too.
That's why I need help,
I'm cleaning blood off dusty shelves.
I've been cut up in this room
So many times it might take days.
And those stress cracks in the wood
How nicely they soak up the stains.
Just give me medicine,
Prescribe me anything.
Just knock me out
And walk me through the door.
Well I have no desire to see
Through my own eyes anymore, anymore, ha, ha, ha.
Been telling myself these jokes for so long,
Well so long.
I'm a has-been who is heckled on the stage.
Been telling myself these jokes for so long,
Well so long.
I'm a has-been who is heckled on the stage.
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