Josh Tillman and the Accidental Dose Father John Misty

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[Verse 1]
She put on Astral Weeks
Said "I love Jazz", and winked at me
This is the last place I oughta be
But I can't drive, and I sure can't sleep
Around this time, I publicly
Was treating acid with anxiety
I was unwell, and suddenly
Her clown portraits spoke to me

[Chorus]
You're in no shape
You're in no shape
All the kings horses, all the kings men
You may never be whole again

[Verse 2]
A publicist and a celibate started talking politics
By a small degree, she got him to admit
They're tacit fascists without knowing it
And oh this went on and on
Performance art, an elaborate con
Baby, who wears pеarls at four AM?
This Pynchon yuppie found meanings end

[Chorus]
You'rе in no shape
In no shape
All the kings horses, all the kings men
You may never be whole again
You may never be whole again
You may never be whole again