Marcella Detroit - You Don't Tell Me Everything Lyrics
(Michael Moran, Marcella Detroit)He hurts himself nowTo spare the others the sensationThey bombed the underground'Cause someone had a revelationIn a panic at 6 a.m.Mental masturbationI'm doing the best i canTo resist the temptation, uh ah,Beam me up to the basementBecause it's all a bit above my stationI'm just tryin' to do thisWithout medication.....A hundred million galaxiesAnd a new incurable infectionDon't forget in a few years timeYou'll be witnessing a resurrectionBeam me up to the basementBecause it's all a bit above my stationI'm just trying to do thisWithout medication.....Now it's all on my screen in colorI'm an etch-a-sketchin' ouija board motherBest to hand the controls overI picked a bad time to be clean and sober.....Beam me up to the basementBecause it's all a bit above my stationI'm just trying to do thisWithout medication.....