I you to get a gun And head on down to And I want you to up high High in the sky and them all
Th-th-they, d-d-don't deserve to What did they ever to you? Na na na na na
You what I want you to do? I want you to go upstairs to that that guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record Copacabana over and over and again
I you to ring the doorbell And when he answers the I want you to stab him in the With a number 2 pencil over and over and again Because he must pay, him up, put him in the freezer And as you leave the apartment, the place on fire
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my head 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 talking to Mrs. Corelli You know Corelli who was in your grade? He got promoted again in his law He's making 175,000 a year now, are you on
Why don't you call me back? are you gonna get married son? Isn't it about time you settled and got yourself a wife And got yourself a and got a kid and got a car And got a dog and got a lawnmower and got a nice picket
in my head, these are The voices in my in my head These are the voices in my The voices in my Why, why is it every time I gotta wait on a line?
Why is it every I turn on my television set I gotta see Sally Struthers and starving kids? Why can't somebody just her a check And shut her and god damn kips up? Where's Rob Reiner when you him?
Why, why don't they the bomb Right on top of Na na na na na
in my head, these are The in my head in my head these are The in my head
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my these are The voices in my
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my these are The in my head Stop, stop, when you're singing