An Extremely Ca Deficiency

Oh, here you are. At last! I'm so glad you came. I begin to think already that you started to forget about me and my cubicle. Please, do not leave and stay with me at least for a while. I strongly need some of your attention, good Doctor. You are the host and I'm a guest in this beautiful, wonderful and clean clinic. So please, in the name of the Endless Universe, bring me some sea shells. I need more sea shells to eat. You see, I ate all shells that you gave me last week. That portion wasn't big enough and I have nothing to eat now. So please, please bring me more sea shells. Sweet, whitey sea shells for my breakfast, for my dinner and supper. I will eat them for all days long with great pleasure and good appetite. And you know why I wish them so...

I'm just a little humble patient in your clinic, good Doctor. Am I asking too much? I do not want another food. No other food! Nothing! Except my lovely shells. Give me them immediately. You see what's wrong with me! Without my lovely shells I'll totally be scattered. I'm scattering already - look on my pillow, look on the blanket - it's all covered with thick layer of crumbs and dust from me. My bones like a dry straw on a field in a rainless season. I'm crumbling, I'm breaking, I'm tearing apart.

Please, help me. Please, heal me.

- Lyrics by Arsenic Strychnine