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"
Well I knew that pill was lying
Too gregarious, too nice
But as he walked I had to sing this twice:
Lie still, little bottle
Don't twist, it ain't twisting time
With every move you make you just disintegrate my ever-troubled mind
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
Lie still, little bottle, lie still
Lie still, little bottle, lie still
Lie still
Lie still