In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Deme un tylenol pa'l mal de cuerpo y un diasepán para olvidar
Un galón de suero está perfecto y un lexotán para volar
Deme un valium mil pa'estar bien muerto y que no me dé por recordar
Un tagamet para lo incierto y un prozac pa' exorcisar
Ese fantasma tuyo que es una hepatitis c, que no lo cura ni un trasplante
Deme un dormicum para privarme y un vivarín pa' despertar
Ya sé que no traigo receta que es por automedicación
Mas no hay doctor anacoreta que cure tan rara aflicción
Agregue allí un par de laxantes para expulsar esta ilusión
De que seas tú lo que eras antes y se me alivie el corazón
Y un pepto bismol se me olvidaba por aquello de la indigestión
Disculpe usted la analogía busco una cura a mi aflicción
No pudo la psicología reanimarme el corazón
Y deme un demerol pa' que no duela y cortizona pa'la hinchazón
De esto que es peor que un mal de muela y que no entiende de razón
Dicen que la morfina es muy buena pa' olvidar aunque sería mejor que vuelvas
Pués el ativán no resulta y la aspirina me hace mal
Ya sé que no traigo receta que es por automedicación
Mas no hay doctor anacoreta que cure tan rara aflicción
Agregue allí un par de laxantes para expulsar esta ilusión
De que seas tú lo que eras antes y se me alivie el corazón
Y un pepto bismol se me olvidaba por aquello de la indigestión
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llanto
Le juro a usted que tengo la receta se me quedó metida en la gaveta
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llanto
Deme una pomada para el corazón y un jarabe para el alma
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llanto
Por eso busco en la farmacia el remedio pa' olvidar
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llando
Y si de algo sirve esta receta mándale una copia a ella
Un galón de suero está perfecto y un lexotán para volar
Deme un valium mil pa'estar bien muerto y que no me dé por recordar
Un tagamet para lo incierto y un prozac pa' exorcisar
Ese fantasma tuyo que es una hepatitis c, que no lo cura ni un trasplante
Deme un dormicum para privarme y un vivarín pa' despertar
Ya sé que no traigo receta que es por automedicación
Mas no hay doctor anacoreta que cure tan rara aflicción
Agregue allí un par de laxantes para expulsar esta ilusión
De que seas tú lo que eras antes y se me alivie el corazón
Y un pepto bismol se me olvidaba por aquello de la indigestión
Disculpe usted la analogía busco una cura a mi aflicción
No pudo la psicología reanimarme el corazón
Y deme un demerol pa' que no duela y cortizona pa'la hinchazón
De esto que es peor que un mal de muela y que no entiende de razón
Dicen que la morfina es muy buena pa' olvidar aunque sería mejor que vuelvas
Pués el ativán no resulta y la aspirina me hace mal
Ya sé que no traigo receta que es por automedicación
Mas no hay doctor anacoreta que cure tan rara aflicción
Agregue allí un par de laxantes para expulsar esta ilusión
De que seas tú lo que eras antes y se me alivie el corazón
Y un pepto bismol se me olvidaba por aquello de la indigestión
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llanto
Le juro a usted que tengo la receta se me quedó metida en la gaveta
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llanto
Deme una pomada para el corazón y un jarabe para el alma
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llanto
Por eso busco en la farmacia el remedio pa' olvidar
Una receta pa' olvidar una vacuna contra el llando
Y si de algo sirve esta receta mándale una copia a ella
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