where is the paddy wagon, i hear the bell, but where the heck are they, are they coming, to carry me away, will they take my charts from me, when i sit in that padded room, will i see the ticks, running up and down the wall, will those hourly charts, make pyramids in my brain, will i have to pee in a cup, will they let me eat three meals, will they have to desensitize me, will they have to deprogram me, man, i am afraid of those men, in white suits, they will medicate me, i won't be able to pull the trigger, the trigger will freeze in my hand, man, where is marry meeker, help me mary.... |