Serotonin

All day long I sing this same old song
Around my head the same old record's on
Sound I know, the engines slow
And the ground disappears, oh, my love

Laying on the floor I think about Superman
And did he ever lay around drinking?
Telling his friends reefer in his hand
Hey, man, some day I'm gonna make a big splash

Or does that kind of talk just come to us folk
Who can't find an S on our chests?
So just keep wheeling, dealing, bus-stop dreaming
Laying on the floor and just staring at the ceiling

Sound I know, the engines slow
And the ground disappears, oh, my love

Laying in the tub I thought about rock 'n roll
And has it already been done before?
Guess so, it's just getting your dick sucked
They don't make it any less good than it once was
Oh, my God, I wish that this dream would stop, start again

When I get well I'm gonna move to the country
Breathe clean air, man, turn televisions off
For a while, Eskimo style
Gotta just breathe in, breathe out, breathe in

The city you know, get paid, you get laid
Go clinic and you listen as the doc says
Don't drink, don't smoke, work hard, be fun
Don't eat no junk, ain't it just enough to make you
Wanna go get drunk? That's what Ive done

Well, anyway the drink got me thinking
What a friend had said, guess what he said
Happiness is nothing but the flow of serotonin

It aint got to do with Jesus Christ
Nothing got to do with wrong or right
Oh, help me out, friend, but can it be right?
That it all boils down to how the chemicals flow to your soul?

Serotonin into my soul
Serotonin into my soul
Serotonin into my soul
Serotonin into my soul