Josh Tillman and the Accidental Dose
She put on Astral Weeks
Said, "I love jazz" and winked at me
This is the last place I ought to be
But I can't drive and I sure can't sleep
Around this time, I publicly
Was treating acid with anxiety
I was unwell and suddenly
Her clown portraits spoke to me
You're in no shape
You're in no shape
All the king's horses, all the king's men
You may never be whole again
A publicist and a celibate
Started talking politics
By a small degree, she got him to admit
They're tacit fascists
Without knowing it
Oh this went on and on
Performance art, an elaborate con
Baby, who wears pearls at 4 a.m.?
This pitching yuppie found meaning's end
In no shape
In no shape
All the king's horses, all the king's men
You may never be whole again
You may never be whole again
You may never be whole again
I saw something I shouldn't see
The awful truth, babe, reality
That I'd forfeit my existence
If someone let me just play with them
Dawn long broke by the time
I realized that I lost my mind
I ate an ice cream
Dazed in the street
But it never taste quite as sweet
Again
Said, "I love jazz" and winked at me
This is the last place I ought to be
But I can't drive and I sure can't sleep
Around this time, I publicly
Was treating acid with anxiety
I was unwell and suddenly
Her clown portraits spoke to me
You're in no shape
You're in no shape
All the king's horses, all the king's men
You may never be whole again
A publicist and a celibate
Started talking politics
By a small degree, she got him to admit
They're tacit fascists
Without knowing it
Oh this went on and on
Performance art, an elaborate con
Baby, who wears pearls at 4 a.m.?
This pitching yuppie found meaning's end
In no shape
In no shape
All the king's horses, all the king's men
You may never be whole again
You may never be whole again
You may never be whole again
I saw something I shouldn't see
The awful truth, babe, reality
That I'd forfeit my existence
If someone let me just play with them
Dawn long broke by the time
I realized that I lost my mind
I ate an ice cream
Dazed in the street
But it never taste quite as sweet
Again
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Writer(s): Joshua Tillman, Drew Erickson
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