"Ain't it an "orrible day?
In this bed I'd rather stay
I wish that I could die
"Ave you ever seen
A wife so mean?
How she makes me cry"

Oh it's a silly pill a day
For Harry
Zoloft helps him face the crap
When the boss is on him
And so scary
Harry pops another "cap"

Oh, emptiness, depression just surrounds him
The thundercloud is near his head, above
When Harry downs his drugs
His eyeballs bugs
He acts more human
And he gives out hugs
Oh, it's a silly pill a day for Harry
No wonder it's narcotics that he loves

Now then what makes him mend
He starts with a Darvocet blend
And then Xanax and a 'luude
What this mix does
It gives him a buzz
And makes him far less rude

Oh, it's a silly pill a day and then some
Getting through this life is rough
Some who use these drugs wind up a poor bum
Guess they didn't get enough

He'd never think of under-medication
For tolerance of life just isn't done
As long as they prescribe
He'll just imbibe
The problems masked by a euphoric vibe
Oh it's a pill a day for Harry
A la-la, la-la pill to get him through!