Could have used your advice in your absence You were lit from below, you were vacant Judy, I don't have the stomach for you, Judy Move the chair from the room as you cleaned up Did I hide by the sink as you cleaned up Judy, I don't have the stomach for you Did I spread my fingers for you? Or was it just my hazy memory? Judy, Judy, my life is but a melody Judy, you're a fallen house, and I don't want to pick you back up Maybe I don't have the stomach for you...