I did not think I was the one being addressed
In hemorrhoid commercials on the TV set
I often stand and stare at nothing in the grocery store
Because I do not know what to buy to eat any more
And parapraxis is the order of the day
I never heard that word until tonight I have to say
And I’m supposed to believe
Thatthere’s some guy who’ll take the pain away
And there are children who have cancer
Cause I can’t compete with that
Cause I can’t compete with that
I’ve got grey tickles and black pressure
And I’d rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher
They won’t be happy til they tear down everything
Which looks remotely cool or is older than two weeks
You must be kidding me except I do know better than to ask
I can’t believe I missed New York during the 70’s
I could have gotten a head start in the world of disease
I’m sure I would have contracted every single solitary thing
And there are children who have cancer
Cause I can’t compete with that
Cause I can’t compete with that
They say let go let go let go
If I hear that fucking phrase again
Into a million itsy bitsy tiny pieces, don’t you know
Just like my favorite scene in Scanners
Apparently there was an outcry of some sort today
Which no-one heard incidentally and by the way
I have not had the strength to leave my place in days or weeks
And I’ll never understand what’s happening in the Middle East
And there are children who have cancer
Cause I can’t compete with that
Cause I can’t compete with that
I’ve got grey tickles and black pressure
And I’d rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher
I’ve got grey tickles and black pressure
And I’d rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher
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