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, d-d-don't deserve to did they ever give to you? Na na na na na
You know what I 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 he answers the door I want you to him in the neck With a number 2 pencil and over and over again Because he must pay, chop him up, put him in the And as you leave the apartment, light the place on
Voices in my head, are The voices in my in my head these are The in my ear You should dress up a clown
Hi, you never me back I got the back from Thanksgiving I don't know why you that earring? If your father was alive, I don't know he'd say
I was talking to Mrs. yesterday You Bobby Corelli who was in your grade? He got promoted in his law firm making 175,000 a year now, are you on drugs?
Why don't you call me back? When are you get married son? Isn't it about time you 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 lawnmower and got a picket fence
Voices in my head, are The voices in my in my head These are the in my head The voices in my 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 and those starving kids? Why can't somebody just send her a And shut her and those god kips up? Rob Reiner when you need him?
Why, why don't they drop the on top of everyone? Na na na na na
Voices in my head, are The voices in my in my head these are The in my head
in my head, these are The voices in my Voices in my these are The in my head
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my these are The in my head Stop, stop, stop when singing