They're fixing a hole where the pain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
They're filling the cracks that ran though the jaw
and kept my mind from wandering
where it will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right
where I belong, I'm right
where I belong
See them standing over me
they tug and pull and feed me blues
then show me to their big red door
Now I'm painting my room in a colorful way,
and as my mind is wandering
there I will go
So I'm taking my time for a number of things
that weren't important yesterday
and I still go
Who wants to see the whole in my 'ead?
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- Eric said...
September 30, 2007 at 4:18 PMI had a tooth pulled Thursday, and rather than the Beatles '"Fixing a Hole" where the rain gets in,' I chose to alter it to fit the adventure of having people standing over me pulling bone out of my head....- Erudite Redneck said...
October 2, 2007 at 8:20 PMYuck. My Bird is having her wisdom teeth yanked this week.
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