| The devil he’s a livin' in my toaster
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| Cooking pop tarts on the fires of hell
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| Jesus watches through my black light poster
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| Tells me not to worry all is
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| Swell as Wally and the Beaver knawing on my brain
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| Siren are whining- Monkeys are flying
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| Walls are all closing in my mind
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| Mirrors are screaming- Walk on the ceiling
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| Oh what a feeling in my mind
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| Flying too fast- We’re all gonna crash
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| Another day and all is fine
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| Welcome to my mind
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| Hare Krishna standing on my doorstep
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| Thinks I can’t see through his thin disguise
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| Tamborines a beating and a bald head
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| Won’t get him in to lead me to the
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| Light is on but no one’s home
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| Alone’s a nervous grind
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| Come back some other time
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| Siren are whining- Monkeys are flying
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| Walls are all closing in my mind
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| Mirrors are screaming- Walk on the ceiling
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| Oh what a feeling in my mind
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| Flying too fast- We’re all gonna crash
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| Another day and all is fine
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| Welcome to my mind |