Well look at you
Nerves all to pieces
Panting, out of breath
As your heartbeat increases
There is no terror here
That can so permeate
So whatever could
Have put you in such a state?
Eyes play tricks
Can you please be reasonable?
You've got hold
Of the wrong stick all around
Now just sit still
And settle yourself down
Eyes play tricks
Can you please be reasonable?
This superstition is sin