I hear bubbles, echo in the night.
My jar is only sitting on a bench, momentarilly.
It really isn't that air tight.
Bubbles moving upwards towards the gap of air, above them.

I stop to note, that along the way,
Bubbles are catching, on the little cords, that hold my brain in place.
They grab on tight, as if to say,
Hurry boy, we're starting to get through.

Doesn't take a lot to take me away for good,
Just a gentle nudge along the side, would probably do..
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
It's gonna take some time to do some things without a head.


I start to cry out, in the night.
As I grow restless, longing for a simple taste of coffee.
I know that I can't drink tonight.
Sure I'll never be able to drink another thing here, without my body.
I need to cure an itch I find,
but I've got no fingernails to use.

Doesn't take a lot to take me away for good,
Just a gentle nudge along the side, would probably do..
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
It's gonna take some time to do some things without a head.


...


Hurry, quick, I think I'm falling too!

Doesn't take a lot to take me away for good,
Just a gentle nudge along the side, would probably do..
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
I'm just a brain..
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
I'm just a brain..
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
I'm just a brain that's inside a jar,
I'm gonna break it now!
It's gonna take some time to do some things without a head.