Head of flesh and bone,
brains sheltered cushy home.
Dishing out orders,
regardless of body disorders,
Pain hits the skin,
the body wants to give in,
the brain chills,
the mouth squeals,
losing control!
Hello up there,
what hell am I suppose
to do about this situation?
Be strong or weak,
bare the pain,
or let it drive me almost insane.

Brain goes,

hold your ground,
stick around,
what are you going to do,
run everytime life goes boo?

That's easy for you to say,
all nicely packed away.
You must be insane,
if you think I'm going to
keep baring this pain.

Brain

you'll bare it,
and endure it,
and never quit,
do you read my transmit.
I know you read me
beause you'er still alive,
so quit the jive.
Anyway,
I'm getting hungry.
Oh, sh-t you didn't tell me,
we were being ate fool!

Slurp, crunch!
dam that human
taste like chicken.

G