paul gilbert
lay off the morphine
Lay Off The Morphine What the hell happened to my hair? It used to be long But now it's gone somewhere What the hell happened to my face? It used to be young But now it's covered with age I don't know, but I still feel like sixteen Maybe I need to lay off the morphine What the hell happened to my wife? She used to be here But now she's gone from my life What the hell happened to my friends? I wonder if I Will ever see them again I don't know, maybe someone was too mean Maybe I need to lay off the morphine Everybody needs to get a little bit high Do it with a pill or with a plane up in the sky Money or girls, or traveling to worlds You see on tv, where people are free And so is the wine they drink all the time But you'll never find me You'll never find me What the hell happened to my song? The verse is pretty cool But the bridge is too long What the hell happened to my tune? I wanted some pop But not to break my balloon I don't know, when I wake from this strange dream Maybe I need to lay off the morphine I don't know, but I still feel like sixteen Maybe I need to lay off the morphine