Julia Ecklar Catatonia County Rag
I suppose it could be worse; you know, I could be
parked outside
With rain and snow to splatter me, and bird-lime on my
hide.
So here I sit by day and night, ten yards above the
floor.
You know, it isn't easy being Door.
CHORUS:
And here I am, a real open-and-shut case,
A psychic-burnout catatonic nut case.
I tangled with sweet Winnowill, and that's where I went
wrong.
Now I just shut and open all day long.
They say some folks are humorless; they find laughter a
bore.
But elves should take a joke; we live a million years
or more.
Well, I sneaked hair-remover into Winnowill's shampoo.
So Winnowill played me a joke or two.
CHORUS
Now misery loves company, and I was all alone,
And so I gave the walls a shake and made the ceiling
groan.
Sweet Winnie looked for earthquake faults until she
found a trace,
So now I've got a partner, name of Brace.
CHORUS
It's a lousy life we lead here, but not so bad as some.
Brace says we will elope someday, but someday never
comes.
So 'til someone come to free us, or Blue Mountain wears
away,
We sit, and shut, and open, night and day.
CHORUS:
And here I am, a real open-and-shut case,
A psychic-burnout catatonic nut case.
I tangled with sweet Winnowill, and that's where I went
wrong.
Now I just shut and open all day long, all day long.
I just shut and open all day long.
