

Doug Midgley
One-hundred-fifty pounds of used to be
Crying 'bout how good it is to be free
Talking like a wannabe
I got my drugs today
And I'm getting better they say
Yeah
Sliding like I'm on ice
Cold like steel, sharp like knives
Don't say it again, I've already heard it twice
I got my drugs today
They say I'm getting better
All I wanna hear is they say I'm getting better
Taxes, bills, P.M.S.,
Dentist drills and driver's tests
All keep me from being my absolute best
But I got my drugs today
I'm getting better they say
They say I'm getting better
Backwards, sideways, upside down
Got my smile turned into a frown
Like I'm spinning 'round and 'round
I got my drugs today
I'm getting better
Getting better they say
But I still get this indescribable feeling
That I keep sliding backwards
Tell me, can you hear it? Am I sliding?
Oh man, I hope I'm not sliding backwards
Anyway, I got my drugs today
I'm getting better
Getting better
Getting better
Getting better they say
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