magic fairies, pixies, imps and trolls
are in the medicine chest
they're playing around with my dosage
they're messing with my head

they want me to do their will
so they're hiding all my pills

they wake me up at four am
talking loudly under the bed
they say they got big plans for me
and i'll get away scott free

i hear them when i hold a knife
they want me to stab my wife

they've made a list of all the people they want dead
they want me to take a pipe and wrap it around their heads