| I’m so sorry; |
| please, forgive me
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| Who do I pray to straighten out this problem?
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| Straighten out this problem; |
| straighten out my mind
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| Straighten out this crooked tongue…
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| My mind has wandered from the straight and narrow
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| My mind has wandered from the flock, you see
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| My mind has wandered; |
| the man just said so
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| My mind has wandered; |
| I heard it on TV
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| And the flock has wandered away from me
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| All around the world, now
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| Like a big, bright cherry cloud
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| Traveling from home to home
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| TV sets and telephones
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| Here it comes, just like a storm
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| Bathe in it and be reborn
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| Time to let the world know
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| Welcome madness, say hello…
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| Like a wave we cannot see
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| Washing over you and me
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| Hiding here and hiding there
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| Madness hiding everywhere
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| Such a curiosity
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| Here it comes to set us free
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| Plenty left for you and me
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| Say hello, insanity
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| I am the virus; |
| are you the cure?
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| I am morally— I’m morally impure
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| I am a disease and I am unclean
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| I am not part of God’s well-oiled machine
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| Christian nation, assimilate me
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| Take me in your arms and set me free
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| I am part of a degenerate elite
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| Dragging our society into the street
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| Into the abyss and to the sewer, don’t you see?
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| The man just told me, he told me on TV
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| Do you think you’re better than me?
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| Do you want to kill me or befriend me?
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| And the alcoholic bastard waved his finger at me
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| His voice was filled with evangelical glee
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| Sipping down his gin and tonics
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| While preaching about the evils of narcotics
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| And the evils of sex and the wages of sin
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| While he mentally fondles his next of kin
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| My mind has wandered from the flock, you see
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| And the flock has wandered away from me
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| And he waved his hypnotizing finger at me!
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| Let’s imitate reality—insanity
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| Let’s strive for mediocrity—insanity
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| Let’s make believe we’re all the same—now, that’s the thing
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| Let’s sanitize our little brains—insanity
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| I’d love to take you home with me and tuck you into bed
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| I’d love to see what makes you tick inside your pretty head
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| I’d love to hear you laugh tonight; |
| I’d love to hear you weep
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| I’d love to listen to you while you’re screaming in your sleep
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| Christian sons, Christian daughters
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| Lead me along like a lamb to the slaughter
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| Purify my brain and hose down my soul
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| White perfection; |
| perfection is my goal
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| Do you think you’re better than me?
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| Do you want to kill me or befriend me?
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| Christian nation, make us all right
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| Put us through the filter, and make us pure and white
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| My mind has wandered from the flock, you see
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| And the flock has wandered away from me
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| Let’s talk of family values while we sit and watch the slaughter
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| Hypothetical abortions on imaginary daughters
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| The white folks think they’re at the top; |
| ask any proud white male
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| A million years of evolution, we get Danny Quayle
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| All around the world, now
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| Like a big, bright cherry cloud
|
| Traveling from home to home
|
| TV sets and telephones
|
| Here it comes, just like a storm
|
| Bathe in it and be reborn
|
| Time to let the world know
|
| Welcome madness, say hello…
|
| Like a wave we cannot see
|
| Washing over you and me
|
| Hiding here and hiding there
|
| Madness hiding everywhere
|
| Such a curiosity
|
| Here it comes to set us free
|
| Plenty left for you and me
|
| Say hello, insanity
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| Let’s imitate reality—insanity
|
| Let’s strive for mediocrity—insanity
|
| Let’s make believe we’re all the same—now, that’s the thing
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| Let’s sanitize our little brains—insanity
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| I’d love to take you home with me; |
| I’d love to tuck you in
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| I wish I could protect you from the wages of our sin
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| I’d love to hear you scream tonight; |
| I’d love to hear you cry
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| Protect you from the madness that is raining from the sky
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| Let’s imitate reality—insanity
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| Let’s strive for mediocrity—insanity
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| Let’s make believe we’re all the same—now, that’s the thing
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| Let’s sanitize our little brains—insanity
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| I’d love to take you home with me and tuck you into bed
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| I’d love to see what makes you tick inside your pretty head
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| I wish that I could keep you in a precious Chinese box
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| On Sundays, I would pray for you so it would never stop
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| I’d love to hear you laugh tonight; |
| I’d love to hear you weep
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| I’d love to listen to you while you’re screaming in your sleep
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| I’d love to soothe you with my voice and take you hand in mine
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| I’d love to take you past the stars and out of reach of time
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| I’d love to see inside your mind, to tear it all apart
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| To cut you open with a knife and find your sacred heart
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| I’d love to take you satin dolls and tear them all to shreds
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| I’d love to mess your pretty hair; |
| I’d love to see you dead! |