When I'm manic or morose
Or I'm goaded by the ghosts
I can find serenity
With my apothecary
Leeches bleed me in the streams
Belladonna gets me lean
If the fever never fades
Oh Give me deadly nightshade
I'll fix myself... medication
Arsenic for anxiety
Drink sheep's blood for OCD
Drilling holes in people's skulls
I sought a shrink to fix my mind
He wanted hundred quid a time
So much for philanthropy
In a world of mercenaries
I sought advice from the NHS
A year long wait now I seek them less
So I ask what's left for me
But my apothecary
Arsenic for anxiety
Drink sheep's blood for OCD
One milk thistle for the plague
Elongated end
Electric eels if you're depressed
Opioids when you're feeling stressed
Katzenklavier
Vodka's not the best elixir