Tread slowly from the car to the spa
Like a weary war-torn refugee
Crossing the border with your starving child

It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu

Present the waitress with your allergy card

And tell her all your problems
And leave no tip at all
Down to the shoe store with your friends

Speculate who might be $#&@ing the guru

Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown

Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around


Do you remember how we managed before
We could afford real nervous breakdowns

Or before the Anthropologie store
Was erected on Indian burial grounds


So really don't you see a little of yourself
In the bathroom attendant that you just scowled at
Or the child who's hiding inside

As you wipe the smile off the teenage barista

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All right


You're gonna be all right, baby
You're gonna be all right, baby


Floating back from the spa to the car
A state of bliss, and it wasn't the steam room
Sometimes life's not so bad

Now we know who's been $#&@ing the guru

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