How about Bedlam Boys

And here's the lyrics to my favourite therapy song that I wrote to cure myself of letting someone get to me (it worked too). Sort of an anti-paranoia song (to whatever tune fits):


LETTING IT GO

Breath on my neck of a woman that hates me
And wishes I'd just go away
Let alone smile, she can't even look at me
Keeps herself turned right away
And I can't imagine what I have done to her
To make her think so bad of me
But if there is one & I can't find the reason
Then how many more might there be?

But I'm letting it go, letting it go,
Letting it go over my head
And roll off my back, and roll off my back
And sink away down and leave it for dead

She wouldn't piss on me if I was burning
She would just stand there and smile
She would just wave at me if I was drowning
Laughing aloud all the while
It stoppers me up like a cork in a bottle
Sucks all the joy from my day
She's a nation of people who scorn and dislike me
I wish that she'd all go away

But I'm letting it go, letting it go,
Letting it go over my head
And roll off my back, and roll off my back
And sink away down and leave it for dead


Kris