Three degrees from P.M.D.D. to insanity
Diagnoses and psychotherapy
Either too crazy or not crazy enough

It's true: it's the artist's catch 22.

Well I love your was-band but just for his words

A short little bald man with a sexy tight verse.
Could he give my man a pointer or two
On how to love a woman who's loosened her screws?


Chorus;
Did you get my postcard Carrie from the edge of my heart

The one I mailed to you right before I jumped?
It's a million miles from Denver to Newark.
Will I ever get there before I fall apart?


I'm an imposter at an Al Anon group.
I need something stronger than this chicken soup

To heal my addiction to anonymous praise
To halt my quest for elusive fame.


A million miles, a million roads,
One princess, a million toads.
I do the show, I go home alone.

Carrie is this just how it goes?

Well do you like this song about my mental state?

Too bad it won't see any radio play.
Guess the only way to get famous these days
Is to go Lady Gaga half naked at the cabaret.