“Shorted on Serenity” (A Bossa Nova Song) [Verse 1] Oh, I walked into the pharmacy, Looking for my remedy, But the bottle, it felt so light, Twenty pills short, that can’t be right. [Pre-Chorus] I asked the clerk with a calm disguise, “Could it be a simple oversight?” But deep inside, I felt the sting, Where’s my Xanax? Where’s my wings? [Chorus] Pharmacy blues, they cut me short, Left me with a smaller port. Floating on a sea of doubt, Where’s the calm I can’t live without? [Verse 2] They said, “We’ll check the stock again, But records show you got all ten.” I sighed and gave a knowing glance, Trust in math is a risky dance. [Pre-Chorus] Their excuse was soft, the mood was tense, This battle’s more than common sense. Counting pills like stars at night, Hoping to make the numbers right. [Chorus] Pharmacy blues, they cut me short, Left me with a smaller port. Floating on a sea of doubt, Where’s the calm I can’t live without? [Bridge] The rhythm of life is out of tune, An anxious heart hums a different tune. But in this samba of give and take, I’ll find my peace, I’ll catch a break. [Chorus] Pharmacy blues, they cut me short, Left me with a smaller port. Floating on a sea of doubt, Where’s the calm I can’t live without? [Outro] So I’ll dance through this restless night, Bossa nova to ease the fight. Though the pills may not be there, The rhythm brings me back to care.
