The Meds Are Kicking In
When I got a get well card I didn't know what to think
This must be some kind of mistake
I feel like I'm in the pink
Then again, maybe I could use a little pick-me-up
Maybe just a tiny taste of some of that top shelf stuff
It's the remedy for popsicle delusion
With just a touch of optical confusion
I'm feeling great
The room's beginning to spin
The meds are kicking in
I thought I was doing fine, I didn't have a clue
Till my doctor switched my script
From reds and whites to blue
Now I can't stop thanking the doc for hooking me up
With un-li-mi-ted refills of some of that grade-A stuff
It's the remedy for popsicle delusion
With just a touch of optical confusion
I'm feeling great
The room's beginning to spin
The meds are kicking in
When I got a get-well card I didn't know what to think
This must be some kind of mistake
I feel like I'm in the pink
Then again, maybe I could use a little-pick-me-up
Maybe just a tiny taste of some of that name-brand stuff
It's the remedy for popsicle delusion
With just a touch of optical confusion
I'm feeling great
The room's beginning to spin
The meds are kicking, my brain is blipping
My frown is flipping, my nerves a-twitchin'
The meds are kicking in
Budiddy-du-bu-wow
Autor(es): Edward Weigel