magic fairies, pixies, imps and trolls

are in the medicine chest

they're playing around with my dosage

they're messing with my head



they want me to do their will

so they're hiding all my pills



they wake me up at four a.m.

talking loudly under the bed

they say they got big plans for me

and i'll get away scott free



i hear them when i hold a knife

they want me to stab my wife



they've made a list of all the people they want dead

they want me to take a pipe and wrap it around their heads