Lie Still Little Bottle - They Might Be Giants, Bill Krauss

Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand

Black coffee’s not enough for me, I need a better friend

One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song

I know I must investigate

I hope that I can sing along

There is no time for metaphors cried the little pill to me He said, «Life is a placebo masquerading as a simile»

I knew that pill was lying

Toogregarious, too nice

But as he walked I had to sing this twice

Lie still, little bottle

Don’t twist, it ain’t twistin' time

With every move you make you just disintegrate my ever-troubled mind