I Know I'm Unhappy / Suicide Song / Glenville Ree (Medley)

(álbum: Album II - 1971)

I know I'm unhappy
I know things aren't right
For instance last week
I got drunk every night

I know that I'm angry
I know I'm afraid
I rarely make love
I mostly get laid

And I know I'm unhealthy
No doctor would doubt
My dreams are all bad
My hairs falling out

When you get the blues
And you want to shoot yourself in the head
It's all right, it's all right, go ahead

Do the monkey, do the pony
Do the slop, do the boogaloo twist
Cut your throat, cut your throat, cut your wrists

When your tire of worldly toil
Shuffle off this mortal coil
Turn your body back to soil
It's ok, it's ok

When you get hung up
Hang yourself up by your neck
What the hell, what the hell, what the heck

Stomp on the moon and spit in the ocean
Razzamatazz and I love you
Holy smokes Atlantic ocean
You can do anything that you want to do
You can sing four songs
You dance ten dances
Eat twelve candies
Drink eight beers
Break two rules
Take six chances
Laugh nine laughs
Shed three tears
Eat that watermelon
Drink that moonshine
She's the lady and your the lord
Or mail pouch that you will
Keep you in line
Drive all over in her grandaddy's ford
Small talk big talk hugs and kisses
Strum a little number on that red guitar
If you want to charm the bonnet off your misses
Go out and catch a firefly stick him in a jar
Take off her clothes
And throw her in the river
Wash her body and stick it in the sun
Give that gal everything you can give her
You can give her the bullets
If you can give her the gun