Ether Rag

Well there's a can, and it calls your name
It's only $3.99 at the gas station down the way
So put on your dancing shoes, and we'll shake, shake, shake
Lord knows, you've got aches to alleviate

And from your head, down to your toes
From your tailbone, up to the back of your throat
Well, it ain't no chore and it ain't no drag
Singing along and dancing the ether rag

Picture this: that's you and me, in our sunday best
Why don't you keep your expectations low, so you'll be impressed
That's you and me, so don't be getting so stressed!

Well i ain't got the time for them shiny needles
Ain't got no fancy pills to take
That's why i just inhale and i exhale and i
Give my brain cells a break!

So it feels like you're out! and you're losing your grip
You tried standing on solid ground, but your feet they seem to refuse to stick
And the ghosts all around in the room, they keep throwing a fit
You're out, you're falling fast and you're losing your grip!

Why don't you just
Take a deep breath?
And try to relax?
And we can dance
The ether rag



Credits
Writer(s): John Cichy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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