Sick in the stomach People are just people all the time Eggshells and bottles I'm dancing and I'm drinking like a mime But hey, I could be dead or not I could start up then stop I could get photoshopped Onto the front page of Time You give me papers I will sign It's gonna take at least a week to get back To get back to normal get back to normal get back to normal, hey Homes made of boxes Of easy-to-assemble coupon-ettes Layman in the castle Is rushing constructivist invention But hey, I could be dead or not I could start up then stop We could be best of friends Or adulterist scum in their beds We could be dead or not We could start up then stop I could get photoshopped Onto the front page of Time You give me papers I will sign It's gonna take at least a week to get back To get back to normal get back to normal get back to normal, hey And I don't necessarily agree With all the stuff that's happening to me But cowards will be cowards And a passing man on a horse won't notice shit