First she says Why mince modes? If you feel like a patient why not dress like one? Then she says Why can't I sleep? Between icy wet white sheets for three days And sink down deeper than dreams Oh, I'd love that I'd be a mineral deposit A ball of mica inside a rock I'd be a mineral deposit A ball of mica inside a rock Then there'd be no whistles, no radios No screams Then there'd be no whistles, no radios No screams First she says Why mince modes? If you feel like a patient why not dress like one? Then she says Why can't I sleep? Between icy wet white sheets for three days And sink down deeper than dreams What could I say to that? What could I say to that? What could I say to that? What could I say to that? What could I say to that? What could I say to that?