Don't Worry You Won't Dissolve - Blotnik Brothers

He believes that saying sorry

Might save him from the Lord

Black clouds indicating

He struck the wrong chord

With the powers that reside

In neon glowing towers

He sits by the bedside

Browsing poetry as he cowers

Reflective tiles erected by

Three wise men set you free

With the hands of Houdini

So they lie and then you smile

And everything will turn out fine

And their ethics of corruption

Are bordering on divine

Don’t worry, you won’t dissolve

You’re not Speedy in Alka-Seltzer

You should calm your mind

Serotonine powered pills (?)