I'm stuck here right now in this rushing scene
Buses cars and taxis, gotta keep myself clean
The word on the street is a word that I don't know
With my lack of vocals, I'm a level below
And I call this number, I call a name,
The dialtone is all that remains
Leaving me in this empty day
Lighting up my life a bit with chocolate and pills
The dull safe glow of boredom is a cure for all ills
And I call my doctor and I see a shrink
But they don't even know what to think,
Prescribe the shit that gets me through each day
So take it easy, take it slow
Passing me by while I don't know
Deep inside I feel the tingle of the numb
Paroxetine will heal me
If only I could feel me
The city's just this alien place that I walk thgough
The traffic's going nowhere, just round and round,
The shoppers are buying nothing for their baskets,
Just mingling the umbrellas into a cloud
Days of solitude and days of action
Merge into a grey tarpaulin sky
On my bike, forgotten where I'm going,
The junctions merge and deviate at times
Lorries taking nothing as far as nowhere
Like scalextric cars grip the white lines
Paroxetine can heal me
If I could only feel me