My mind is in some disarray
And I can not make it up...

Yes I'm a Voodoo Doll
Please don't stick me...

I've been stuck in the arm
Poked in my two eyes...

On a windless driven day
When all whispers are down...

I drop my deaf thoughts into hysteria
That misery that has lots to say...

I'm one-third to the good
One hundred percent pure...

I'm not defined by my outer appearance
That first glance of what you can see...

They say everything is bigger in Texas
That includes the hurricanes...

The air is thick with pollen
I can't hardly even breath...

Oh such a nice sight
I see your bullseye...

She's known to the World
As a Weeping Willow...

It's such a dark and dreaded place
This damp chamber that sets misery free...