Frantically, desperately, he’ll try and find the lost coin that you are,
So if you need him, he’ll be churned, bruised and charred.
Searchingly, gotta be, like all of these TV stars,
So if you need him, he’ll be burned, chewed and scarred.
You’d better quarantine him now,
‘Cause you don’t want to see him when the consequences come out
And when this chemistry is over,
He might be, more sober
Definitely, totally, it still leaves you empty,
So if you need him, just look for Humpty Dumpty.
(In)herently, obviously, it still leaves you torn and tethered,
The King is the only one who can put you back together
You’d better quarantine him now,
‘Cause you don’t want to see him when the consequences come out
And when this chemistry is over,
He might be, more sober
I once thought we were ready to fly. I once thought that you were my life. I once thought that it would be fine, but I was wrong all along.
And now I’ll throw up my fists, and try to understand how I’ve missed this for so long. If I had one prayer or one wish, I think I’d quit this circus.
You’d better quarantine him now,
‘Cause you don’t want to see him when the consequences come out
And when this chemistry is over,
He might be, more sober
All Songs Copyrighted to Joe K. Griffith 2009©