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YOU CAN`T CURE CRAZY
Remember the time you went to the quack
and he put you on Prozac
Hey,..it was just a little pill to help with the panic attacks!
…and get your life back on track
And what about when you saw the shrink
because of the nervous breakdown that was on the brink
All that talking would surely get your life back in sync
and train your mind on what to think
I can only imagine all the self-help books that you must of read
trying to clear the clutter from your head
trying to feel alive instead of dead
All this effort to try and find peace
Anything for the pain to cease
And how did this all work out for you anyway?
Because in the end you couldn’t take it anymore
Your mind was still twisted and hazy
So, you finally did it
Now your six feet under and pushing up a daisy
I suppose the moral of this story is
You can`t cure crazy!
brazzoli 10/19/09
and he put you on Prozac
Hey,..it was just a little pill to help with the panic attacks!
…and get your life back on track
And what about when you saw the shrink
because of the nervous breakdown that was on the brink
All that talking would surely get your life back in sync
and train your mind on what to think
I can only imagine all the self-help books that you must of read
trying to clear the clutter from your head
trying to feel alive instead of dead
All this effort to try and find peace
Anything for the pain to cease
And how did this all work out for you anyway?
Because in the end you couldn’t take it anymore
Your mind was still twisted and hazy
So, you finally did it
Now your six feet under and pushing up a daisy
I suppose the moral of this story is
You can`t cure crazy!
brazzoli 10/19/09
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