You try to open me up 

Like a music box

You think you'll here some sweet song

I just erupt like Vesuvius 

Like you said something horribly wrong

Why is it 

The one I get fed up with 

Is the one that I can't do without 

You're nothing but good to me 

And I keep exploding 

Can't even remember 

What it was about



Call the authorities 

Call the powers that be

Call security

And tell them what's 

Happened to me



It's like I was stuck in this 

Amusement park 

And I am less amused all the time

It's like I played all the games 

And went on all the silly rides

Feels like I went up too high

I was spun round too many times

'Cause I can't help feeling sick

And tired



Call the paramedic 

Get some one to do something

Call a mechanic

I think I'm malfunctioning

Call wolf, Call wolf



Call horror, call terror

Call bloody murder

Call horror, call terror

Call bloody murder



Call wolf, Call wolf





music and lyrics by martina sorbara

martina sorbara - vocals/acousticguitar

adam hay - drums

rich brown - bass

kevin fox - electric guitar

jian ghomeshi - percussion