I you to get a gun And head on down to And I you to climb up high High in the sky and shoot all
Th-th-they, deserve to live What did ever give to you? Na na na na na
You know what I you to do? I want you to go upstairs to apartment Where that guy keeps that Barry Manilow record Copacabana over and over and over
I want you to ring the And when he answers the I want you to him in the neck a number 2 pencil over and over and over again Because he must pay, chop him up, put him in the And as you leave the apartment, light the on fire
Voices in my head, are The voices in my in my head these are The in my ear You should up like a clown
Hi, you called me back I got the pictures back from I don't know why you wear earring? If father was alive, I don't 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 175,000 a year now, are you on drugs?
Why don't you ever me back? When are you get married son? Isn't it about time you settled down and got yourself a And got yourself a and got a kid and got a car And got a dog and got a and got a nice picket fence
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 I gotta wait on a fuckin' line?
Why is it every time I turn on my set I see Sally Struthers and those starving kids? Why somebody just send her a check And shut her and those god kips up? Rob Reiner when you need him?
Why, why don't drop the bomb Right on top of Na na na na na
in my head, these are The voices in my 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 head, are The voices in my in my head these are The in my head Stop, stop, when you're singing