Wednesday, June 30, 2010

812 : 6/30/00 : Paralyzed

Paralyzed from the neck up
don’t know how I dream this dreck up
agitated and distracted
all the best words were redacted
Paralyzed strapped in a chair
don’t know how to get from here to there
I am a sorry sod
Yet on and on and on I plod
somebody come to break this spell
if I can just take one more trip to the well
and throw my last half dollar in
then I’ll be ready to begin
things start things go things stop
some hot nights I think I’ll pop
something I cannot do without
one shot and I drop with a shout
friends carry me to where
he is and take me to him there
lower me through the roof
he’ll cure me of my need for proof

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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