Tied a Reed 'Round My Waist
Mike Watt
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The hurt first
Split me open wide
The emergency room doc said I ain't got much time
Eyes wide
For the ambulance ride
Wheels still wide
Right there inside
Ears cleared
By the siren's sigh
Mr. Paramedic
Get me there on time
Tatter round my head
Tatter round my waist
Intense sense
In a can't wait a room light
Expecting whatever wrongish crazy air ride
He asked for my anchor
Sure it's alright
Take it off my neck
Give it up save my life
Gas then passed
For the surgeon knife
Doc Hopkins said he's gonna get me fixed up alright
Tatter round my head
Tatter round my waist
When the cutting was done
I laid naked on the table
Doc Hopkins did good
He did all he was able
As machine lines kept going
All buzzing and screaming
In my mind I fell off
Oh yeah my body was seething
I had my tongue all swole up
Like a sack made for sleeping
Words from my cracked lips
Were somehow still seeping
Crying please help me
Please help me
God help me
Please
A scripture of pictures
Lights a song in my eyes
Pettibones are proving to me I'm alive
Words heard
Traveling through my mind
Poet wingman
Writing down those rhymes
Healed near
Forever by your side
Raven my Virgil
My younger guide
Tatter round my head
Tatter round my waist