Jeremy's Brain Lyrics

Playing With Jeremy's Brain

Jeremy wanders the streets of the city

Aching for love, he ain't searching for pity

Living on handouts and leftover ice creams

Looking like someone who choked on his dreams

While up in the heavens Saint Peter and Queen Jane

Look down on a world full of heartache and pain

And bet on the outcome with bushels of grain

As a shot rings out on Magdeline Lane

And they start playing with Jeremy's brain

Sigmund Freud and Doctor Katz

Were setting land speed records on the great Salt Flats

Trading bedroom lies with Doctor Ruth

And selling nickel advice at a therapy booth

When a Zombie flew in, in a twin engine plane

Carrying golf clubs and looking insane

He pulled out a three wood and tried to explain

That he used to stay on the fairways on the south coast of Spain

Until he started playing with Jeremy's Brain

Doctor Frankenstein at a local bar

Drinking straight tequila from a mayonnaise jar

Buying Zinfandel for a local whore

Explaining how he could've been much more

He talked about nights robbing graves in the rain

Creating the living from a dead persons vein

Not knowing he'd flush his life's work down the drain

When he gave up on the first one, loosened the chain

And started playing with Jeremy's brain