Myrtle/Lyrics

She lays down on the fresh lawn

Never very analytical</l>

She can make everything magical,

<right>But she tied one on the big time,

And it makes me want to rewind.

Back to the days when we were young,

When everything was like a loaded gun.

Ready to go off at any minute,

And you know we're gonna win again...

Maybe I'm the one, Maybe I'm the one

Who is the Schizophrenic Psycho...

Yeah...