Sick in the stomach
People are just people all the time
Eggshells and bottles
I'm dancing and I'm drinking like a mime
But hey, I could be dead or not
I could start up then stop
I could get photoshopped
Onto the front page of Time
You give me papers I will sign
It's gonna take at least a week to get back
To get back to normal get back to normal get back to normal, hey
Homes made of boxes
Of easy-to-assemble coupon-ettes
Layman in the castle
Is rushing constructivist invention
But hey, I could be dead or not
I could start up then stop
We could be best of friends
Or adulterist scum in their beds
We could be dead or not
We could start up then stop
I could get photoshopped
Onto the front page of Time
You give me papers I will sign
It's gonna take at least a week to get back
To get back to normal get back to normal get back to normal, hey
And I don't necessarily agree
With all the stuff that's happening to me
But cowards will be cowards
And a passing man on a horse won't notice shit
