Manic Depression (Jimi)

The mind is a very precious flower

That finds itself a strand amongst the weeds

The cause and effect is what you might expect

And going round the bend is where it leads

The elephant provides the ivory tower

It's better left to wander to and fro

Jumbo's got no chance when the poacher doth advance

With a ghastly poison arrow in his bow

Sometimes it all falls into place

Other times it sploshes in your face

On occasion grafting wins the day

Usually you wear yourself away

Is this fair we ask ourselves as we get our headaches bad backs and complaints

Is this fair my little ones? Is this fair?

Oh no it fucking ain't

It's the way the cripple crumbles

It's the flaw of the jungle

Be reliable and humble

You'll be beggared if you bumble

A merry making catchall phrase

Twentieth Century malaise

It's on everybody's lips

I'm afraid you've had your chips

Manic depression, manic depression

It's not a pleasant fucker, pheasant plucker

Manic depression, manic depression

It's a hole full of soap, soul full of hope

Manic depression, manic depression

Life is all a bloody rush, a ruddy blush

Manic depression, manic depression

Memories are shoot and hip, hoot and shit

It's the way the cripple crumbles

It's the flaw of the jungle

Be reliable and humble

You'll be beggared if you bumble

A merry making catchall phrase

Twentieth Century malaise

It's on everybody's lips

I'm afraid you've had your chips

Manic depression, manic depression

It's not a pleasant fucker, pheasant plucker

Manic depression, manic depression

Life's a soul full of hope, hole full of soap

Manic depression, manic depression

Life is all a bloody rush, a ruddy blush

Manic depression, manic depression

Memories are shoot and hip, hoot and shit