The Ceiling of My Mind

Lyrics

As I lay in bed each night After turning out the light Hoping that my brain will soon unwind I give it up because above floats A ton of little Post-it notes Stuck upon the ceiling of my mind x2 There's one that says to get a box of sleepy time tea And one that says "enough of Angelina Jolie" Is my phone about to ring telling me who's on Larry King? All upon the ceiling of my mind There's one of all the fighting of the ladies on The View And all the tabloid tales to which I'd like to bid adieu But that checkout garbage seems to have attached itself like glue All upon the ceiling of my mind And then as if by chance I see the Lord of the Dance With those tapping feet all perfectly aligned And now there's Michael Flatley looking trim and not too fat-ly All upon the ceiling of my mind Yes, All upon the ceiling of my mind And tattooed Jessie James he keeps trying to explain So what! And that's the kind of trash adhering to my brain Who just won American Idol, who cares? That's suicidal! From Post-Its on the ceiling of my mind Yes, Post-Its on the ceiling of my mind A million little Post-It notes I'd just as soon forget If I could I'd just Fed-Ex them Peoria or Tibet But when I close my eyes I know I'll see them up there yet Stuck up on the ceiling of my mind Yes, stuck up on the ceiling of my mind If I only had one wish, I'd wish to have my mind go blank I'd listen to some Ella or most anything by Frank But no, an oil spill has occurred for which we have BP to thank! All upon the ceiling of my mind!