The Happy Lobotomy

I think I pulled it off, I think I killed my brain
It checked-out in my sleep, I didn't suffer pain
Through years of slow decline and lack of proper care
I'm happy to report, my minds no longer there
Can't pretend that I will miss it that much
But it was handy for the crosswords and such
All in all I'm a happy lobotomy

I used to contemplate, until it hurt my head
I'd fix a milky drink and put myself to bed
Now I can lie and stare at things for hours on end
Not caring who or what, or why or where or, when
Can't pretend that I will miss it that much
But it was handy for the crosswords and such
All in all I'm a happy lobotomy

It's fair to say, I rubbed it out
Forsaken all I cared about
But when a push becomes a shove
I'd sign again for all the above

So if you see me sitting, with my expression frozen
Don't waste your precious pity, this is the path I've chosen
Two years of wilful neglect, my old grey matter is wrecked
Quorn from Quebec, there's nothing north of my neck
Can't pretend that I will miss it that much
But it was handy for the crosswords and such
All in all I'm a happy lobotomy