I you to get a gun And head on to Washington And I want you to climb up High in the sky and shoot 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 to that apartment Where guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record Copacabana over and and over again
I want you to the doorbell And when he the door I you to stab him in the neck With a number 2 pencil and over and over again he must pay, chop him up, put him in the freezer And as you leave the apartment, the place on fire
Voices in my head, are The voices in my Voices in my these are The in my ear You should up like a clown
Hi, you never called me I got the pictures back Thanksgiving I don't know why you that earring? If your father was alive, I know what he'd say
I was to Mrs. Corelli yesterday You Bobby Corelli who was in your grade? He got again in his law firm He's making 175,000 a now, are you on drugs?
Why you ever call me back? are you gonna get married son? Isn't it about time you settled down and got yourself a 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 Voices in my These are the in my head The in my head Why, why is it every I gotta wait on a fuckin' line?
Why is it time I turn on my television set I gotta see Sally Struthers and those starving Why somebody just send her a check And shut her and those god kips up? Where's Rob Reiner when you him?
Why, why don't they drop the Right on top of Na na na na na
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in my head, these are The in my head Voices in my these are The in my head Stop, stop, stop when you're