A lyric about drugs and addiction.
MY PHANTOMS
Verse 1
The most haunting phantom
Is not made of ectoplasm
Just lots of drugs and cheap rum
The real horror...is yet to come
Chorus
Let's analyze the human condition
The end of life and the transition
Let's analyze all of our conditions
Over a bump and a few beers
Let's over-analyze all our fears
Verse 2a
People say they want the truth
But they couldn't understand 'em
Explanations of pain and tantrums
They've never seen my phantoms
Nor ODed on ectoplasm
Just hand me that cheap rum
I'll wait...for the worst...to come
Verse 2b / Bridge
People say they want the truth
But most just wanna play the sleuth
To tell you what you shouldn't do
Aah... **** you
Repeat Chorus
Altered Chorus
Let's analyze the human condition
The end of life and the transition
Let's analyze all of our conditions
Over a bump and a few beers
Let's over-analyze all our fears
Every single one
Till we come undone
Isn't this fun?
Isn't this fun?