God Bless We Scary Bipolars
God bless we scary bipolars;
No wonder we display ---
They give us first a quick dx
Then pills that make us sway.
One moment its the butcher knife
The next, we want to play.
Allll ranges from bummmmed out to joy,
Bummed out to joy.
All raaaaaanges from bummmmed out to joy,
But hidden underneath the show,
A sharp mind finds a way.
For music, art and poetry,
The normals gladly pay.
They act like they don't want us 'round
But it's our songs they play.
Allll ranges from Caaaaathy to Roy.
Cathy to Roy.
All raaaaaages from Caaaaaathy to Roy,
Modified February 5, 2003