You got sweetheart and you got precious You've got starlight and pretty wishes You've got sisters who sing on the radio And vessels to possess on the radio Your sex is a sickness yeah your sex is a sickness And you've got time Yeah you've got time to lose You'll never take enough of those pills You're too clever to be mentally ill You'll never fashion your damaged soul You're too clever to lose control You got doctors and you got stitches You've got lovers and you got well-wishers You got vapid love in a couplet Two-thousand words and a side-bar Your sickness is your shibboleth Your sex is your sickness And you've got time Yeah you've got time to lose You'll never take enough of those pills You're too clever to be mentally ill You'll never fashion your damaged soul You're too clever to lose control This is such a tiny world. This is such a tiny world. This is such a tiny world. This is such a tiny world.