These are blurry days indeed
I almost made it here in piece(s)
Is the doctor in the house
I've got to find a way to see him
And don't you worry
That irony's not lost on me, dear
And another thing
I've got this awful ringing in my ears
And pain in the pit of my gut
That hasn't given up for years
Oh, wait, I'm sorry
You're not that kind of doctor
Are you
Hush now
Tell me your problems, my friend
I'm here to see what I can do for you
For you I will make those mountains visible again
But I cannot move them for you
Unless, of course, your insurance pulls through
And we know just how that song and dance normally
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