Oh Dear

Been feeling odd since that lobotomy
It seemed to have altered my psychology
Now I can't understand the economy
I think it has something to do with astrology

And It's been two weeks since the surgery
My wits have become more... bird-ery
I'm squawking at a witness for perjury
But I don't think that the jury is on my side

Holy Jesus Christ
My skull is full of mice, oh dear
And holy fucking hell
My god I need some help, oh dear

I went to the store for some spearmint
And I read the end-user license agreement
I just wondered what all those big words meant
So now I go on chewing gum, confused and ignorant

Holy Jesus Christ
My skull is full of mice, oh dear
And holy fucking hell
My god I need some help, oh dear

I think I left a door open in my cranium
Not very wide, but creatures snuck inside all the same
They bite and tear out all the love I'd like to share
It's them, the rodents are all to blame

Holy Jesus Christ
My skull is full of mice, oh dear
And holy fucking hell
My god I need some help, oh dear



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