Sometimes..a switch of normal
Senses...go askew
Body\'s signs bewitch the mind
Unknowing..you...the true
Take me to the doctor!!
Split...and lickity
Diagnosis.. and prognosis
Coated white..sez he to me
Yer nuttin\' but hungover
You smell like cats in heat
Time of mine.. yer wasting.. son
Get out...back on the street
Relieved..be I ..this verdict..
Ordains another day
The father\'s son sees my become
Grants...another pray
Mean it....