I you to get a gun And head on to Washington And I want you to up high in the sky and shoot them all
Th-th-they, deserve to live What did they ever to you? Na na na na na
You know what I you to do? I want you to go upstairs to that Where guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record Copacabana over and over and again
I want you to ring the And when he answers the I want you to him in the neck With a number 2 over and over and over again he must pay, chop him up, put him in the freezer And as you leave the apartment, light the place on
in my head, these are The in my head Voices in my head are The in my ear You should dress up a clown
Hi, you never called me I got the pictures back from I don't know why you wear earring? If your was alive, I don't know what he'd say
I was talking to Mrs. Corelli You know Corelli who was in your grade? He got again in his law firm He's making 175,000 a year now, are you on
Why don't you ever me back? When are you gonna get son? it about time you settled down and got yourself a wife And got a house and got a kid and got a car And got a dog and got a and got a nice picket fence
Voices in my head, are The in my head in my head These are the in my head The in my head Why, why is it time I gotta wait on a fuckin' line?
Why is it every I turn on my television set I gotta see Sally and those starving kids? Why can't somebody just send her a And shut her and those god damn up? Rob Reiner when you need him?
Why, why don't drop the bomb Right on top of Na na na na na
Voices in my head, are The voices in my in my head these are The in my head
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my these are The in my head
in my head, these are The in my head Voices in my these are The in my head Stop, stop, stop you're singing