C-Raw - Drugs lyrics

(hey Schro', it's 3 o'clock, can you cover for me? I got to go and get the Dilaudan.) He's might what you'd call You might do well to describe ...that is to say He's his own good time Day after workday I'm always amazed At the stupid sh** he finds hilarious And how I envy his way While witnessing the Windup windup out of the the head Windup windup got to get out of the head Control freak admittedly I am So the docs and I conduct a little thought experiment And in his own good time He's a lab monkey banging on the controls Alarming the amygdala Attenuating the cingulum Shorting out the cerebral cortex Lighting up the limbic Watch him now take a little trip Bugeyed ...down the reward highway Like all trials of this nature The sensing probes affected the results A new relation for his amygdala The new connotation I'm his accomplice Together we windup windup As measurements go off the human scale Worker harder and harder for less and less The windup creates a life of its own