One Of My Turns - Tommy Shaw

{Oh my God!

What a fabulous room!

Are all these your guitars?

I’m sorry sir, I didn’t mean to startle you!

God, this place is bigger than our apartment

Let me know when you’re entering a room

Yes sir!}

{Uh, can I get a drink of water?

I was wondering about

You want some, huh?

Yes}

{Oh wow, look at this tub?

Do you wanna take bath?

I’ll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time

She wants to meet us, for her main

What you watching?}

{If you’ll just let me know as soon as you can Mrs Bancroft

Mrs Bancroft

Hello?

I don’t understand

Are you feeling okay?}

Day after day, love turns gray, like the skin of a dying man

And night after night, we pretend it’s all right

But I have grown older and you have grown colder

And nothing is very much fun any more

And I can feel one of my turns coming on

I feel cold as a razor blade

Tight as a tourniquet

Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom in the suitcase on the left

You’ll find my favorite axe

Don’t look so frightened

This is just a passing phase, one of my bad days

Would you like to watch TV or get between the sheets

Or contemplate the silent freeway?

Would you like something to eat?

Would you like to learn to fly?

Would ya?

Would you like to see me try?

Aah!

No

Would you like to call the cops?

Do you think it’s time I stopped?

Why are you running away?