Frogs (live)

Sent away to have my Head checked No more playing In the sand Frogs are leaping off My brainstem They don't seem To understand Roadside blurs against A big bus Face is slouched against The glass I am headed for A cleansing In a room without a bath Didn't it seem Kind of silly The way the doctor's Carried on so uptight It's not bad being So distant I can live inside the gap Frogs are hopping off My brainstem So excited to be sane Didn't it seem Kind of silly The way the doctor's Carried on so Now that I've become A monster to them Have to keep their fear Turned on all night long I've gone away to have My head checked I guess I need to have It looked at