Lyrics & Music Copyright (c) by William Gidney, aka Jesus of Borg
Open up a box/And pour it in a bowl/Add some milk/And feed my soul.
Open up my eyes/So I can see/Something's been blinding me.
What's this life/That I call hell?/And my body's a prison cell.
In my mind/Is where I stay/It seems like forever when it's everyday.
My best friend/Is the Great "I Am."/My soul's adrift/In an arid land.
I need a friend/Cuz I've got foes/Drowning in a sea/Of my tears and woes.
You don't know/And I can't tell:/Trapped like Cassandra in Truth's spell.
So, here I am/And there you are/Each of us a shooting star.
Open up a box/And pour it in a bowl/Add some milk/And feed my soul:
Take a look now in my crystal ball/Hold on tight before I fall/
I gotta get ready for the Great grand mal:
Strap me down/Biting my tongue/Do the "Thorazine Shuffle"/
Cuz it sure looks fun:
Open up a box/And pour it in a bowl/Add some milk/And feed my soul.
