Never Relaxed – Daniel Johnston – letras

There was this kid named Syd and he was bornMaybe the doctor hit him a little too hardHe just seemed to have gotten off to a bad startNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedBig brothers and big sisters ‘came lots of attentionBut Syd was a hyperactive kidHe just never seemed able to sit stillNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedNever rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axedNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedUnlike the other kids on his blockSyd never learned how to walkHe just ran around acting nervousNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedHe sat in school in detentionDrawing funny pictures on the wallNot a moment of peace did Syd ever findNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedNever rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axedNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedNow when Syd discovered masturbationHe just couldn’t keep a good thing downBut it didn’t help much his conditionNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedSyd signed up for the army’Cause he got tired of working in the potteryAnd they sent him over to a foreign countryNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedSyd met this girl in East GermanyAnd she invited him up to her room for some teaThen she pulled out a gun and took his moneyNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedShe shot Syd through the headAnd Syd died and went to hellAnd he burned and he burned and he yelledI never been relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxedNow the Devil said this ain’t fair’Cause people who come here have had their share of comfortSo he sat Syd in a reclining chairBut it was an electric chairNever rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axedNever relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed