Shunt

This expedition's Gotten way off course And now you're asking For a man called horse And I don't fit the bill After stepping On a lockjaw nail Any remedy is bound to fail If you don't take the pill I wish my head had a tap And I wish my mind had a drain So I could shunt my fears away Getting ready For a king sized poke About as funny As a punchline joke I laugh until it hurts I know you're hoping For a lead pipe cinch But I've been looking For the right sized wrench To throw into the works I wish my head had a tap And I wish my mind had a drain So I could shunt my fears away