I you to get a gun And on down 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 give to Na na na na na
You what I want you to do? I want you to go upstairs to apartment Where that guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow Copacabana and over and over again
I want you to the doorbell And he answers the door I you to stab him in the neck a number 2 pencil over and over and over again Because he must pay, him up, put him in the freezer And as you leave the apartment, light the place on
Voices in my head, are The voices in my Voices in my head are The in my ear You dress up like a clown
Hi, you never me back I got the back from Thanksgiving I know why you wear that earring? If your father was alive, I know what he'd say
I was talking to Mrs. Corelli You Bobby Corelli who was in your grade? He got promoted again in his law making 175,000 a year now, are you on drugs?
Why don't you call me back? When are you gonna get son? Isn't it about time you settled down and got 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 picket fence
in my head, these are The voices in my in my head These are the in my head The in my head Why, why is it every time I gotta wait on a fuckin'
Why is it every time I on my television set I gotta see Struthers and those starving kids? Why can't somebody just send her a And shut her and those god kips up? Where's Rob Reiner you need him?
Why, why don't drop the bomb on top of everyone? Na na na na na
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in my head, these are The in my head Voices in my head are The voices in my Stop, stop, stop when you're