Crick in My Neck

I woke up in a bed So I rang to be fed From a dream to Tetley I woke up in a war Flynn as John Barrymore Constant drama of body You ask me "what the heck?" Crick in my neck Um, could you wait a sec? A crick in my neck There, behind my back What's that sound behind my back? Jesus said: "I gotta get outta here..." But on the other hand Salvage from the new land And floating up into the atmosphere I heard "what the heck?" Crick in my neck Brother, could you wait a sec? A crick in my neck O, body, holding me back O, body, you're such a drag! The physical The tooth and nail And withal, time is the crime