Resuscitation - Sheryl Crow

Short circulated

Sleeping through the dopamine

When you’ve got nothing to fear

Too low to notice

Superman in disco jeans

Having a good time

Just wish I was here

Resuscitation

Bring me around

Resuscitation

Bring me down

So separated

Under watergun ballet

When you’ve got no map

You’ve got no place to go Some sexy killjoy

Bring everybody down

Well, I eat confusion

And spit it out slow

Resuscitation

Bring you 'round

Resuscitation

Bring you down

The road is paved with hope and glory

But my shoes are hiding under the bed

I need a little evaluation

Rejuvenation

Of soul and head

So underneath

Hanging on the bathroom rug

Holding it together

With rubber bands and chewing gum

This mansion’s crashing

I’m just the butler’s maid

What do we care

We just need our own parade

Resuscitation

Bring me down

Resuscitation

Bring me 'round