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