Head Cold - Spacey Jane

Get in trouble and get out of it

Babe you wouldn’t know the half of it

Cut off a helping hand and then eat it

If it’s bad for me I’ll feed it

Call on my sister she’s away away

Stand in the doorway in a heavy haze

Family like a dose of penicillin

Gave me a rash when I was two now I never miss them

I never miss them

I’ll find time and I’ll stop drinking

I’m still sleeping at least that’s something

Your head turns when I start speaking

Away, towards, it makes no difference

Stare at the ceiling with a steady gaze

Tossing and turning while the shuffle plays

Thinking of you under a head cold

I’ll be dreaming of you till I get old

Till I get old

Under, I’m overgrown

Well I can’t fight it

I’m wired

In a headwind gale of family history repeating

I mean it

I find time

Well I find time

I find time

I find time

I found time and I’m still drinking

I’m not sleeping but that means nothing

Your head turns and I start leaving

Away, towards, it makes no difference