They took me to the psych ward
I said, "I've found the lost chord."
The doctor said, "You're in for a stay..."
"Because your hold is fourteen day..."
"We feel you're a danger to others,
And a danger to yourself.
It seems you've got a little problem,
With your mental health!"
And it was five-one-five-oh!
A ride in the police car, to go.
Legally insane, don't you know!
Five-one-five-oh! Here we go!
I woke up in the crisis center,
After hearing the voices of my mentor.
The doctor said, "If you want my explanation,
You'll need some medication.
Just take the Haldol annd Cogentin,
Which I'll be having sent in!"
And it was...five-one-five-oh!
A fourteen day stay at the hospit-ole!
They fill you full of meds, that's fo' sho'!
The bills'll be so high, they'll make you po'!
Five-one-five-oh! Here we go!
February, nineteen ninety-four!
I called the Novato Police Department to my door.
I said, "Fella's, well, there's somebody harrassing me!"
They said, "Son, whomever it is, we can't see!"
And it looked like it was another...
Five-one-five-oh!
A ride in the police car to go!
Legally insane, don't you know!
A fourteen day stay at the hospit-ole!
They fill you full of meds, that's fo' sho'!
The bill's'll be so high, they'll make you po'!
Five-one-five-oh! Five-one-five-oh!
SCA June, 1994