T'n't

I can tell by the way you take your infusion
You've spent some time in a mental institution
Oh alright (oh alright)
Oh alright (oh alright)

What a dream (what a dream)
What a dream (what a dream)
What a dream life would seem if only
They'd let you keep your Etch-A-Sketch

Oh, you laugh like a banshee, gesticulate your delirium
They treat you like a corpse, keep you full of candy lithium
Oh alright (oh alright)
Oh alright
What a dream
What a dream life would seem if only
They'd let you keep your Etch-A-Sketch

It's a bitter medicine, won't you take a sip?
Glory, hallelujah, it is cannis for the health?
Folks, health
Whoa
Rollin', yeah
Yeah is it cannis for the health, Lord, won't you take a sip?

And I wanna
I just wanna say how much I appreciate
Jim, and Katie, and Jim Mike from the Hot Owl
Keep it goin'
God bless the Hot Owl
If I can remember this next verse, uh

I can tell by the way you reach your conclusions
You're the director of a mental institution
Oh
Oh shit
What a dream life would seem if only
They'd let you keep your Etch-A-Sketch

What a dream
Life would seem
If only
They'd let you keep your Etch-A-Sketch

What a dream
Life would seem
If only
They'd let you keep your Etch animate yourself an alternate reality

Consummate a self-pleasing artificiality
You can have yourself to tea
Aww
Thanks a lot



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Wegman Bird
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