Put your head between your knees and breathe real deep
   Let it in
   Let it out
   Until it's over.
  
   I might scribble, I might scrawl
   I might claw at the wall
   I might storm and rage and thunder
   Oh Christ but then later
   In the incinerator
   Something inside seems to fall asunder.
  
   I need to scream every now and again
   Try to understand it's only me
   Not only cripples have a need for crutches
   And if they
   Ever take
   You away
   From me........I'd
  
   Fall down....fall down and lie still
   Fall down....moving in for the kill
   Fall down....putting several boots in
   Lie helpless
   God help us
   Our heads up
   We'd scream.
  
   Put your head between your knees and breathe real deep
   Let it in
   Let it out
   Until it's over.