Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is I keep breaking the law Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is The man in the glasses don't think so And so we kill time getting frayed And rusty round the borders Still life heaven made with women and wine Kill time telling tales of life before disorder It's me that keeps talking it's me that feels so fine So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine I feel so fine So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine, Get the message from the warder, and let us all go Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is I keep breaking the law Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is The man in the white coat don't think so And so we move round in a trail that's stickly out of order Move round in a trail We sing songs of getting laid that's just a round the corner It's me that keeps singing it's me that sings so fine So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine I feel so fine So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine, Warder, you lock me up, you take away my lady luck And warder when my time is up I shall return my freedom cup