CAGFC Am My ghost drives around with a bag of dead fish G F C Falling neutrinos drift through the trees Am He staggers and reels, runs up credit card bills G F C And clogs up the toilet with bottles of pills Am Em Here in the bipolar ward Am G If you shower you get a gold star F C But I'm not going far till the Haldol kicks in G Until then, until then F C I'm strapped to this f**king twin bed F C And I won't get any cookies or tea F C Till I stop quoting Nietzsche Am E And brush my teeth and comb my hair G C Am Days pass slow in slippers and robe G F But my ghost still bangs on the roof C Am Like John the Baptist in the rain G F While the nurses play Crazy Eights