Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand Black coffee's not enough for me, I need a better friend One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song I know I must investigate I hope that I can sing along There is no time for metaphors cried the little pill to me He said, "Life is a placebo masquerading as a simile" I knew that pill was lying Toogregarious, too nice But as he walked I had to sing this twice Lie still, little bottle Don't twist, it ain't twistin' time With every move you make you just disintegrate my ever-troubled mind
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