Songtext von One Of My Turns

(Oh my God, what a fabulous room!) (Are all these your guitars?) (This place is bigger than our apartment) (Uh, can I get a drink of water?) (Do you want some? Huh?) (Woah! Look at this tub!) (Wanna take a bath?) (What are you watchin'?) (Hello? Are you feelin' okay?) Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man Night after night, we pretend it's all right But I have grown older and You have grown colder And nothing is very much fun any more And I can feel One of my turns coming on I feel Cold as razor blade, tight as a tourniquet Dry as a funeral drum Run to the bedroom In the suitcase on the left you'll find my favourite axe Don't look so frightened, this is just a passing phase One of my bad days Would you like to watch TV? Or get between the sheets? Or contemplate the silent freeway? Would you like something to eat? Would you like to learn to fly? Would you, would you like to see me try? Oh! Oh no! Would you like to call the cops? Do you think it's time I stopped? Why are you running away?