A Drug Called Tradition

Tree grows from seed, stem, leaf
It makes the teeth of pirates see the green
Remembering me, and when we were best friends

It's coming up and coming down;
Breathing in and breathing out
Wasn't it nice when we had those days?
When we would just drive around?
Then go home and just make out?
Wasn't it nice when we had those days?

And the doctor screams "look look look look!"
(And here it comes over and over again)
"The culture has fallen ill, and we've lost the cure."
(Icy knives hit the sky, begin to fly)
And in the emergency room, shout shout shout
(Frozen tears hit the floor, shattered and cry no more.)
"The culture is overboard, S.O.S."

Now you're the queen and
Your first command to me was 'clean these sheets'
So you can sleep and have beautiful dreams

And the doctor screams "look look look look!"
(And here it comes over and over again)
"The culture has fallen ill, and we've lost the cure."
(Icy knives hit the sky, begin to fly)
And in the emergency room, shout shout shout
(Frozen tears hit the floor, shattered and cry no more.)
"The culture is overboard, S.O.S."

S.O.S

And the doctor screams "look look look look!"
(And here it comes over and over again)
"The culture has fallen ill, and we've lost the cure."
(Icy knives hit the sky, begin to fly)
And in the emergency room, shout shout shout
(Frozen tears hit the floor, shattered and cry no more.)
"The culture is overboard, S.O.S."