Just Fell In (Styx)

noitacidem rouy rof emit s'ti, seidal yakO. It was 8:15 When I pulled into the 7 Eleven I bought a 12 ounce coffee And I threw down a 357 I guess I was thinking I would never be found Next thing I knew I was spread-eagle Down on the ground I just fell into a manic depression And I really want to spend it with you I got pretty paper shoes And I'm weaving you a basket for Christmas Three hots and a cot And a cellmate who keeps calling me missus But I like to think I'm the king of the couch And I like my shrink 'Cause he always brings me smoke in a pouch I just fell into a manic depression And I really want to spend it with you We don't have any inhibitions We're not consumed by ambition We've got no mission control They say Dr. Freud might call me an anal retentive But my PO says I'm delinquent and I got no incentive Rehab is a thing of the past I step into the cab and say "Hey buddy, step on the gas" Just fell into a manic depression And I really want to spend it with you Okay ladies, it's time for your medication.