Frontier Psychiatrist/Dribble - Methyl Ethel

Boast 'bout how you suffer

I didn’t know he loved ya

I was talking 'bout the weather

Told me, «Stop thinking, it’s blubber», oh

Speaking in tongues

It don’t mean a thing

Maybe I’m just naive

Speaking in tongues

It don’t mean a thing

Maybe I’m just naive

Talking in your sleep

Don’t know what you mean

Need to act civil

Won’t let it fizzle

Talking in your sleep

Make up fantasies

Need to act civil

Won’t let it fizzle

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Soaking in a puddle of it

I won’t cry

Wiping up your dribble, dribble

Let it dry

Swept up in your troubles

I’ll just keep it all inside

Wishing it was cooler

Middle of the day, I’m doing better

I was thinking so peculiar

Sitting in the sun, I wish I knew ya, oh

Speaking in tongues

It don’t mean a thing

Maybe I’m just naive

Speaking in tongues

It don’t mean a thing

Maybe I’m just naive

Talking in your sleep

Don’t know what you mean

Need to act civil

Won’t let it fizzle

Talking in your sleep

Make up fantasies

Need to act civil

Won’t let it fizzle

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Soaking in a puddle of it

I won’t cry

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Swept up in your troubles

I’ll just keep it all inside

Speaking in tongues

It don’t mean a thing

Maybe I’m just naive

Speaking in tongues

It don’t mean a thing

Maybe I’m just naive

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Soaking in a puddle of it

I won’t cry

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Swept up in your troubles

I’ll just keep it all inside

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Soaking in a puddle of it

I won’t cry

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Swept up in your troubles

I’ll just keep it all inside

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Soaking in a puddle of it

I won’t cry

Wiping up your dribble dribble

Let it dry

Swept up in your troubles

I’ll just keep it all inside