Текст песни Poppies

So you dreamt you sat in your tub With a bottle of whiskey and a face of mud Soaked your hair With milk and pears Sold your kids for a six bullet gun Killed both husbands in cold blood When it hit, you cried a bit Got over it Daydreamer, what's on your mind? Did you get away with it this time? And did you find paradise? Did you meet someone? Is he nice? Is he handsome? Does he bite? Are you younger? Is there light in your eyes? Are you happy? Are you clean? Are you who you were meant to be? What's it like? Oh, what's on your mind? What's on your mind? (On your mind, on your mind) On your mind On your mind, on your mind On your mind, on your mind On your mind