emilie autumn’s manic depression leech

(scheduled post)

I prefer to not have it, and then not be artistic, and probably be a lot happier…I’d still trade it in for anything else but, while it’s here, I’m going to use it for all it’s worth so that I’m not a victim of it.


Emily Autumn’s Miss Lucy had some leeches gave rise to a whole jar full of them, representing various mental illnesses and struggles. The Asylum Army duly adopted, tattooed, moulded and stitched the leeches and gave them life. I want to show you the manic depression one, of course, although I reckon most of us would need a jar to collect the applicable (co-morbid, how very apt) leeches from those available. Apparently manic depression’s got character…

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BRB starting a band called the Manic Street Leeches.


TW for the lyrics if you’re a child abuse survivor.

Miss Lucy had some leeches

Miss Lucy had some leeches
Her leeches liked to suck
And when they drank up all her blood she didn’t give a…
Funny when the doctors
Had locked her in her cell
Miss Lucy screamed all night that they should go to bloody…
Hello to the surgeon
With scalpel old and blunt
He’ll tie you to the table then he’ll mutilate your…
Come it’s nearly teatime
The lunatics arrive
The keepers bleed them all until there’s no one left a…
Lively little rodents
Are eaten up by cats
We’re subject to experiments like laboratory…
Rats I’ve dropped a teacup
How easily they break
I’m on my hands and knees until I pay for my mis-
Take off all your clothing
We’ve only just begun
We have no anesthesia
It’s eighteen forty
One thing we should tell you
Before you try again
The tests are all invented by a lot of filthy…
Mentally hysteric
She’s failed the exam
Don’t bother telling Lucy for she doesn’t give a…
Damn that nitrous oxide
For when you can’t escape
They say the surgeons oft commit a murder or a…
Razor-blades are rusty
And not a lot of fun
So when they try to amputate your legs you’d better…
Run and fetch the chemist
A patient’s feeling sad
She’s been in chains for ages and she isn’t even…
Madness is a nuisance
And no one is immune
Your sister, mum or daughter may become a raving…
Lunatics are dangerous
And doctors are obeyed
They also go together just like toast and marma-
Ladies are like children
With brains the size of squirrels
Lets give clitoridectomies to all the little…
Girls are helpless trasures
That daddies must protect
So lie upon the table for the doctors to in-
Speculums are super
And stirrups all the rage
So speard a lady’s legs then put her back into her…
Cage of naked crazies
The surgeon’s here to bleed
The doctors all are learned men and some can even…
Reading can be risky
For women on the verge
It only did us worlds of good to poison, leech and…
Purging is a penance
Phlebotomy’s a chore
No need to sterilize the tools we never did be-
Fore the night is over
Before you go to bed
They’ll take a hammer and a nail and jam it in your…
Headstones in the courtyard
And statues in the park
Are not for the insane
Just leave them rotting in the D A are K
Dark, dark, dark, dark, dark

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