Biochemical Blues
by
Suzanne Fisher

It sneaks in and tells you you've got nowhere to go
You've got nothin' to do; you're feeling so low.
Your friends have all left you; and all you've got is foes,
And all that surrounds you is a passel of woes.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues.

 

Your sunny disposition got put upon a shelf
'Cause the petrochemicals invaded your little self.
They sneaked in your nose and went straight up to your brain
Where they mix and they mingle and they sing this refrain.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.

You got the biochemical blues.

 

So now you think that all the world is out to get you
That nobody loves you, and you don't know what to do.
Just tell yourself it's not your little brain that’s thinking here
Just go somewhere and wait until the chemicals clear.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues.

 

Your tongue is all fuzzy and your face is feeling numb,
And every thought that comes through leaves you feeling slightly dumb.
That ringing in your ears has become a bit of a hum,
And when you try to speak, no words will even come.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues

 

Good thing you don't have a Uzi, you'd probably use it
When you walk into the doctor's and they ask you to please sit
In the middle of the fragrances that give you such a fit
From Eternity by Calvin and the cleaning woman's kit.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!

You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues.

 

Nobody understands it, they think you're slightly daft.
Because you hate their scents when your way they do waft.
They just put on more perfume and at you they do laugh.
While you wonder if the doctor's office is by idiots staffed.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues.

 

You mumble and you shuffle as you go into a room.
You feel as though you're being led off into your doom.
Your head is stuck in sad thoughts and major dismal gloom,
While the doctor probes why you've gone and lost all your bloom.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues.

 

Is there a pill or medicine to fix your little self?
Is there some way to stop that old brain-stealing elf
That slides in and takes away your precious good health
While the neurotoxins plunder all your lifelong wealth.

 

You got the biochemical blues, just as blue as you can be!
You've got the neurotoxins in your brain, why can't you see
That your brain's been scrambled and rearranged
'Til you feel that you are a bit deranged.
You got the biochemical blues.