So when they took me away, I say to the doc, doc, I'm sick of taking drugs, and I cry, and doc got me even more stoned on the doc that I had come for

So I decided to rehabituation my space, as I have loved ones here whom I care for.

Rehab your supposed forky cross road cabin blues, and leave me out of it, down the sink under the cellar door, or whatever. Just as well that you think I'm ill.