Lyrics:

Morning calls for pain relief

A line above the step beneath

The worst that you could do

And the best that you could hope for

Is hardly the best



Tepid water chase the pills

With turpentine and chamomile

And don't get cheap with the wine

You need to be up all of the time



Shield your eyes, conceal your lies.



Don't blink, everyone's watching.

They'll think you're up to something.

They need for you to be everything

that they cannot be themselves.





[Thanks to tay@lcc.net for these lyrics]