Condition is a fictitious, feeble rendition
Got the patient thinking this is an intelligence mission
Tell the doctor not to bother with the slightest incision
Sudden psychiatric trauma
Call his mama, just missed him
As the rain drop, hark!
Don't make a heartbeat stop
This record isn't pop
Okay, it's kind of pop
Locked down, fucked up, tied up in knots?
Just listen to the medicine man and the vision he's got

I wander through the hospital
I think I pissed my pants a little
Oh Jesus, can't you be civil, and please grant my soul acquittal from these lies?
This labyrinth in my mind: it's no surprise; I've found this place unkind
Help me make the world a little bit brighter
Request denied

Vultures dressed in crimson decor
Jackals in the hall, pawing at the door
Hunted down as I'm crawling on fours then choked on the knoll and thrown into Hades
Cut this flesh under this moon
Let the demon outside that's within you
Our shadow bids you welcome to this cataclysmic, atavistic animal doom

She stepped out onto the bridge overlooking the River Kanawaha
Asked some pale boy for a pic, then flipped, and let the wind break her fall
(Oh my God! Miss! No!)
And as she hit the water, he remarked, "How stunning! How brave!"
Tossed me his phone, asked for a pic of his own, then plummeted down into the same grave

Where should I begin?
Don't need no medicine
But then again, lately I've been in a tailspin

Wrecked my body long ago before such pleasant damage to my mind
Idiot genius that I am, I couldn't find a better rhyme

Calculate entropy
Snap the neck
Suck out the juices
Dwindling company
Put me together
Rip me to pieces

This old man.... Mister...
(Mr. Howell?)
Howell! That's it-- sat outside the donut shop on Patterson, and he would sing

"How they're gonna say they love you when you're dead and gone
I want to die right here in the parking lot, punk"

How they're gonna say they love you when you're dead and gone

Where should I begin?
Don't need no medicine
But then again, lately I've been in a tailspin

Calculate entropy
Snap the neck
Suck out the juices
Dwindling company
Put me together
Rip me to pieces
Consummate this decay
Cease to be
Back to the forest
Misery, company
Polish a turd and call it a chorus

Thank you for coming, I'm honored
So good to see you! How are you?
How is your son and your daughter?
Oh, thank you, thank you so much! Thank you!
Thank you for coming, I'm honored
How is your mother and father?
No further questions, your honor
Thank you, there will be no encore

Yet...anyway... what was I going to say?