I'm a talking head, my mouth won't stay closed
I woke up early this morning, took an extra dose
Now I'm hiding underwater and I'm feeling pretty low
I walked over to the drugstore, piled my cart up high
Stocked up on some new pills, thought I'd give them a try
But when I got to the counter, I had no cash to pay the guy
So I brought back some empties, got a handful of change
Picked up some crimson nectar, felt like going insane
The lady who sold me it looked at me pretty strange
Now I'm riding the waves, surfing on the inner web
I've been talking to an old friend but I don't know what he's said
And I try hard as I can to see what's in his head
I'm a talking head, I carry a heavy load
I'm a pretty quiet person, I try to not let it show
When I'm hiding underwater, I keep my eyes closed