AND IF I DON’T FIND SOMEBODY SOON…; I WILL BLOW UP INTO SMITHEREENS
AND SPEW MY TINY SYMPHONY
ALL UP AND DOWN A CITY STREET
WHILE TRYNA PUT MY MIND AT EASE
LIKE FINISHING THIS MELODY
THIS FEELS LIKE A NECESSITY
SO THIS COULD BE THE DEATH OF ME
OR MAYBE JUST A BETTER ME
NOW COME IN WITH THE TIMPANIS
AND TAKE A SHOT OF HENNESSY
I KNOW I’M NOT THERE MENTALLY
BUT YOU COULD BE THE REMEDY
SO LET ME PLAY MY VIOLIN FOR YOU.
