I pickled your livers, grew sick of them
I took home your worries and tickled them
I'm spitting in riddles, belittle them
I played back your books and I fiddled them
You've seen me before and you wonder where?
A lingering smell like my underwear
She bared too much it's too much to bear
Taking your crutch gotta cross to bear
Crossing the ocean, ash scattering
No skip and my ship took a battering
Just trying to find out what the matter is
Sane or insane, can't say the mad hatter is
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
My mind is an island, a puddle
I gather my thoughts in a muddle
They floated away in a bubble
Been trying to cut down but I doubled
I tried to hold back but I mustn't
They said I was wack but I wasn't
All I know is I'm not really fussing
I think about sex half a dozen
Just an unhealthy environment
A one where the wealthy retiring in
A one where you find no asylum in
Take em out, bring em in, send em off, buy em in
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold