Do Miss America Songtext / Lyric

So, tell me how you feel without your medicine
Hold your head feelin’ paranoid
Sweet sixteen for a schizoid

So, tell me how you feel
Now you’re the only one
Held your head in the setting sun
Sweet black smoke with the pioson

Hey, come everybody do Miss America
Hey, you know when she goes down it’s hysterical

So, tell me how you feel without your medicine
Hold your head feelin’ paranoid
Running down the street from a mergatroid

So, tell me how you feel
Now you’re the only one
Held your head in the setting sun
Sweet black smoke from a crooked gun

Hey, come everybody do Miss America
Hey, you know when she goes down it’s hysterical