Bout time I checked my telephone
But my mind's wandering
Relax trapped in my mellow zone
Build a fort around me
But my first aid kit's full of tea
Cos a friend of mine once told me
Put chamomile on anything
Your nose, your eyes, your thighs, your sighs, your pain
I don't know if it's the truth
But it sure cures the bane in my life
Thoughts seem to blossom when I slow down
I photosynthesise
Wonder if they're written in a toilet stall
The flush never works for me
But my first aid kit's full of tea
Cos a friend of mine once told me
Put chamomile on anything
Your nose, your eyes, your thighs, your sighs, your pain
I don't know if it's the truth
But it sure cures the bane in my life
Stress seems to linger when the sun falls
Darkness blinds me
Till I remember I'm safe at home
I can finally close my eyes
Put chamomile on anything
On anything
Put chamomile on anything
On anything
Put chamomile on anything
On anything
Put chamomile on anything
Your nose, your eyes, your thighs, your sighs, your pain