G  A
This expedition’s gotten way off course
G  A
And now you’re asking for a man called horse
    C       G       A
And I don’t fit the bill
G  A
After stepping on a lockjaw nail
G  A
Any remedy is bound to fail
   C         G        A
If you don’t take the pill


[Chorus]
D               Dm        A
Well, I wish my head had a tap
D             Dm        A
And I wish my mind had a drain
           C       G       A
So I could shunt my fears away


[Verse 2]
G  A
I’m getting ready for a king-sized poke
G  A
About as funny as a punchline joke
  C       G      A
I laugh until it hurts
G  A
I know you’re hoping for a lead pipe cinch
G  A
But I’ve been looking for the right-sized wrench
   C       G      A
To throw into the works


[Chorus]
D               Dm         A
Well, I wish my head had a tap
D             Dm         A
And I wish my mind had a drain
           C       G       A
So I could shunt my fears away