Maladies, melodies

Allergies to dust and grain


Maladies, remedies


Still these allergies remain




My hands can't touch a guitar string


My fingers just burn and ache

My head intercedes with my bodily needs


And my body won't give it a break




My heart can stand a disaster


My heart can take a disgrace


But my heart is allergic to the women I love

And it's changing the shape of my face





Allergies, allergies

Something's living on my skin


Doctor please, doctor please


Open up it's me again




I go to a famous physician


I sleep in the local hotel

From what I can see of the people like me


We get better but we never get well




So I ask myself this question


It's a question I often repeat


Where do allergies go when it's after a show

And they want to get something to eat?





Allergies, allergies

Something's living on my skin


Doctor please, doctor please


Open up it's me again




Maladies, melodies


Allergies to dust and grain

Maladies, remedies


Still these allergies remain

I can't breathe




Allergies, allergies

Something's living on my skin


Doctor please, doctor please

Open up it's me again




Allergies, allergies

Allergies, allergies