Pills, pills, endlessly more pills
Pop a handful to cure all your ills
Whenever one doesn't sit well with me
I pop another one to fix it you see
The beast's echoes ring in my head?
Then just take the other one instead
Down, down way down beneath the ground?
Certainly a pill for that can be found
On top of the mount and the air is rare?
Eat one of those pills right over there
Without modern chemistry how would we live?
Easy - With love for all in our hearts to give
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