Dr. Abernathy lyrics

I wonder how I'm feeling now

I don't suppose I should have chosen

That stuff how much is enough

I don't quite hear the dime drop

The buck stop or the bells

I stole a glance at circumstance

It's way too big for them to figure

Outside in the exercise yard

The three winds blow, the dear John

It won't be long round and round

Punks jump up

To get beat down all the days

Of my life, love

Dr. Abernathy called to see if you were here

He wanted Heroin I gave him beer

Dr. Abernathy called to see if you were in

He wanted Mescaline I gave him gin

Dr. Abernathy, the owl of Minerva

So long but I know

I finished it on Saturday, I started in July

Another reference for me to try

Dr. Abernathy called to see if you were here

The news is terrible, you're in the clear

Suzy sack it to me, the owl of Minerva

So long but I know

Daddy had a rabbit skin to wrap a little baby in

He took her to the Jersey shore

Please don't go away I'll wait for you to say 'You do'

Please don't go away I'll wait for you to say 'You do'

Leaves'll blow away, skies'll go from blue to gray

Here we go again

Dr. Abernathy called to see if you were here

For Meth Amphetatmine for volunteers

Dr. Abernathy called to see if you were in

He wanted liquorice and for my sins

Dr. Abernathy, the owl of Minerva

So long but I know

I start again on Saturday and finish in July

A look of wonderment I wonder why

Dr. Abernathy called to see if you were here

The news is terrible you're in the clear

Suzy sack it to me, the owl of Minerva

So long but I know

Daddy had a rabbit skin to wrap a little baby in

He took her to the Jersey shore

Please don't go away I'd love for you to stay too long

Please don't go away I'd love for me to prove you wrong

Leaves'll blow away, skies'll go from blue to gray

Here we go again

I wonder how I'm feeling now

Make no mistake, my time has taken too long

To late put wrong, I don't quite see the stoplight

To turn right, all is well

I stole a glance at circumstance

It's way too big for them to figure

Outside in the exercise yard

The three winds blow, the dear John

It won't be long round and round

The punks jump up

To get beat down all the days

Of my life, love

• Artist:Scritti Politti
• Album:White Bread, Black Beer [2006]