I'm A Mess

Once in a while I can feel the whole world spinning My hair twist in the wind, I can't find the brake The clock on the dashboard is coiled like a snake There's years flying by me aAnd a wide open cliff On wheels made of lightning, just barely a blip If there's room at the top for a loser, look out The radio's blasting a mean twist and shout I'm a mess, at times like these A man should take a blind-fold and smoke Take a walk, take a drive Take a kneel, take a dive Take a month, take a year Take a hike, disappear Take it on faith, whatever you get You just close your eyes, it won't hurt a bit The firing squad's gathered , the Captain grins All the change in my pocket won't pay for my sins I'm a mess, when I woke up They'd strapped me in an MRI Black dye in my veins, head Velcro-ed down Foam happy slippers and a blue paper grown The banging went on for an hour or more Then they slipped me out like a boat onto shore The technician with coffee was sporting a smile That said, "God gave me wisdom but the devil's got style" I'm a mess, nothing less I confess I'm a mess Now I live in NY The Babylon of neon fire The rats on the third rail is smoking like char The thunder storm hits and I flag down a car On the screen in Times Square, I look like a wreck And we lunge out of traffic tricking down through the spec The hooded girl turns and says, "Look at who's alive" I say, "Boy you can't scare me, just shut up and drive" I'm a mess, oh god, yes I confess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess