For Our Hero. Mister Prozac. Zeneszám

If I?m #home #suite or #honeymoon in a glass room
My jealousy threw stones to it
I press my head against a star
To light up my thoughts or wish upon

I?m slipping through my village green blues

All alpha?holic?s to A.m. anonymous
& ?kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes?
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh

Step two?s
Somewhat a doozy
When i?m one foot in the gurney
& your one foot in my head
Steppin? all over me
All over again &
No-no-nostalgia?s hell on the exit to your window ledge
But if i say so myself
Loneliness don?t get much better than this

I?m slipping through my village green blues


All alpha?holic?s to A.m. anonymous
& ?kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes?
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh

All alpha?holic?s to A.m. anonymous
& ?kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes?
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

All alpha?holic?s to A.m. anonymous
& ?kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes?
Tired out theriac eyes
So they call me Mr. Prozac

Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa oh,
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh