My, My, My Lyrics - Grant Lee Buffalo

Fine fine, strychnine free the mind cure the blind 

Ho ho, recline to the country a-goldmines 

I got it comin' out-a my ears 

Fine fine, take your time, stay put in the alpines 

Ho ho, Cocteau you get mixin' the moonshine 

He'll teach you how to walk through mirrors 

My, my, my, you're petrified 

My, my, my, you're sick inside 

My, my, my, you're stupefied 

And I know it's like 

Touche Broadway no place for a padre 

No way hose ya hike back to the country 

Well, those brooks are tremblin' there for you 

Nix nix on the card tricks, carve your name in the candle stick 

Make haste,double click, they may call you a lunatic 

Oh, man, but they haven't got a clue 

My, my, my, you're glorified 

My, my, my, you're sick inside 

My, my, my, you're certified 

And I 

My, my, my, you're sanctified 

My, my, my, you're squinty eyed 

My, my, my, my tongue is tied 

But I know it's like 

Delta high tide pack your bags and take a bride 

Brush fires mud slides plug your ears and overt your eyes 

Be still and it'll pass by you 

My, my, my, you're mortified 

My, my, my, you're chicken fried 

My, my, my, it's a nationwide 

Tonight 

My, my, my, you're spirit guide 

Up and fled, stole your ride 

My, my, my, you're stupefied 

But I, I know it's like 

Fine, fine, fine, fine 

Fine, fine, fine, fine 

Fine, fine, fine, fine 

Fine, fine, fine, fine 

Fine, fine, fine, fine 

Fine, fine, fine, fine