Mister Prozac

If I'm home suite or honeymoon in a glass room
My jealousy threw stones to it
I press my head against a star
To light up my thoughts or wish upon

Im slipping through my village green blues

All alphaholics to A.M. anonymous
& kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh

Step two's
Somewhat a doozy
When im one foot in the gurney
& your one foot in my head
Steppin all over me
All over again &
No-no-nostalgias hell on the exit to your window ledge
But if i say so myself
Loneliness dont get much better than this

Im slipping through my village green blues

All alphaholics to A.M. anonymous
& kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh

All alphaholics to A.M. anonymous
& kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

All alphaholics to A.M. anonymous
& kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh