Bless that medicine For bringing 'round That click in your head ♪ Better off high than dead When you are stripped bare ♪ When you have settled your affairs Dressed in white Like a bride or a new believer Holding a handful of dimes What else can we try? What else can we try? ♪ It's all that's left for us ♪ When you are back on the line ♪ The lost stillness in your mind Almost deceives me ♪ And all of this tedious talk It's cheap It's easy Holding a handful of dimes What else can we try? It's all that's left for us Anyway Anyway, oh, oh Get some pills, put a piece on me And it still feels like there are hooks in me When the silence turns up to cursing me ♪ Bless that medicine For bringing 'round That click in your head