Simon Joyner - Medicine Blues

[danecobain]

Love this song, it's pretty unknown though and so I can't find it up on YouTube. Just thought I'd share the lyrics



Simon Joyner - Medicine Blues
Hey helpless brothers, I'm talking to thee.
Forget Indian summer and your dreams of the sea.
See, I was confiding in the toilet, I'm a prisoner of war.
My echo said, "Stop me if you've heard this one before."
If you want to get laid go strut for the bomb
because everybody wants her and no one is wrong.

What color is the ocean after the oil?
It's the color of the sky cooked up in aluminium foil.
But the Shakespeare cape with the tattered seams
suits a prince just fine when he's suicidal and mean.
So go find me a father who needs to be killed
and a mother who cheats and some blood can be spilled.

Briefing the murderer under a bulb,
the lawyer asked the maggot, "Don't you ever want to get old?
'cause you can go down dignified and pay for your sins,
or you can learn to lean on me and everybody wins.
So tell me who's your uncle and how do you plead?
Don't look down at your shoes kid, it's time to look up to me."

"If you can't see my mirror, I cannot see you,"
that's what the officer explained to the Jew.
But maybe the lines that define us are just ditches in our heads.
Besides, I never had the privilege of having brown sugar in my bed.
But I've been to the doctor and he swears he can fix my nose,
so I traded in my bible for a catalog of clothes.

Noble Lady, Noble Savage, Noble Negro, Noble Poor,
they don't cruise the boulevard on their halos any more.
They were forced underground when the towers collapsed
for carrying an imaginary cross on their backs.
But don't worry, they've been beaten, sterilised and cannot breed,
they sing Home on the Range around a barrel in Queens.

Well, here's to the era fill in the blank
and to all of the terror-filled lives of the saints.
And to Aesop, Confucius, Aristotle and Calvin,
and to the marble pillars that humored cuckolded Samson
As for me, I was betrayed the moment I asked myself why,
so I put down my basket of berries and stared up at the sky.

Where's my medicine? My sweet, sweet medicine?
All of this time I thought I was fine,
'til I woke up trying to crawl out of my skin.
Tell me, where's my medicine?