TURNING THE PAGE (G)
(this song is brought to you by the untied we strand foundation. (it’s folk)

We don’t exist
They don’t exist
yet somehow we hinder each other
Wary of the Iliad
extremely lenient,
I’m here to lodge your dignity
My prostate’s gonna belly flop on your pap smear
like a fish can’t even get enough to drink
I’m a geometric line
throwing my banana peel
in the laundry
what the fuck’s wrong with you
Assuming “I don’t care if you die” is just a figure of speech

The sterility of my Q-tip knows no carbon dating
I’ve been getting it on in years (here’s the chorus)

One hand tied around my back
two thieves steal away in the night
in a jungle gym frame of mind, I’m turning the page.

A few days into my psychiatric treatment
which was 1200 milligrams of thorazine a day
and 60 milligrams of stelazine a day,
I tried beer.
I figured- A happy hotel is a happy hotel
and walking into a wall is walking into a wall

O we dont exist
and they don’t exist
but somehow we hinder each other.
yeah somehow we hinder each other. (solo)

One hand tied around my back
two thieves steal away in the night
in a jungle gym frame of mind
I’m turning the page, I’m turning the page (exit harp)