In Publication Video (MV)

Social butterflies don't live very long
But frequenting the dive, I introduced myself to everyone
Circadian rhythm shifted but no fatigue throughout the day
This hypomanic songster attended a writer's gathering

Shook hands with a producer
But soon went to the hospital
Because I wasn't very lucid
But I got on his schedule

My bandmate put me out two thousand dollars
I was on antipsychotics, and all she wanted was narcotics

Then hey! Hey, hey, hey!
The studio moved to another space
Delay! Delay, delay!
The producer wanted more compensation

Than we first agreed upon

Releasing the CD but feeling legally wronged
I refused to pay him anymore, then lawyers got involved
I made acoustic versions based on first drafts of those songs
And later had a rift with the engineer from that album

Realized that people matter
More than any kind of tune
Empathized with their attachments
To the work I had them do

Then hey! Hey, hey, hey!
I made them a peace offering
Hooray! Hooray, hooray!
The producer decided to take

But hey! Hey, hey, hey!
The legal paranoia didn't go away
Today! Today, today!
I live in isolation, but I'm in publication!

Hey, hey, hey!