Nervous Breakdown

Iím climbing the walls and searching my soul.

There aint no questions for answers untold.

Things out of reach and I canít hold on.

There aint no difference between a right and wrong.

Iím spinning and spinning like a spinning wheel.

Reaching out with no feelings to feel.

Iím splitting apart right down the seam.

Iím fishing with no hooks in a murky stream.

Iím having a nervous breakdown.

A human shakedown.

Iím having a nervous breakdown.

Everythingís going Ďround.

Confusion racking my body at will.

You better put the blame on a four-way pill.

I said, "Goddamn, at last itís over."

My sanityís gone and my spirit broke.

Iím having a nervous breakdown.

A human shakedown.

Iím having a nervous breakdown.

Everythingís going Ďround.

Banastre Tarleton

1970

NO. 28

 

Discography and Recording Info:

Triphammer "Early September 1970" Cassette/CD (Unreleased)

Triphammer "Retrospective" CD (Released May 2004)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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