Little voices, they talk to me, help me to write this song They told me, your lazy, you got no real place of your own Hey don't worry, they're coming to take you away, The men in white....they want you.
You're pyshco, I'm an odd one It's elementary, Dr Watson And I'm grateful, for thr noise upstairs goes on and on and on.... Am I mad or just stupid, you're a weirdo Infectious, superhero Join the madhouse, where the walls are made of stone An asylum we call home.
I found you in this crazy world, crazy world, crazy world, I found something Never had, hold me, squeeze me, cos it's all I've ever wanted to do Theres no time, like now, they're coming to take you away.....
You're pyshco, I'm an odd one It's elementary, Dr Watson And I'm grateful, for thr noise upstairs goes on and on and on.... Am I mad or just stupid, just stupid I'll cut your hair off, for cupid Join the madhouse, where the walls are made of stone An asylum we call home. Everytime, you move away, it feels like, no way there are times, when you're away, it feels like
You're pyshco, I'm an odd one It's elementary, Dr Watson And I'm grateful, for thr noise upstairs goes on and on and on.... Am I mad or just stupid, you're a weirdo Infectious, superhero Join the madhouse, where the walls are made of stone An asylum we call home. I'm a pyscho, you're a weirdo, I'm a pyscho, you're a weirdo I'm a pyscho........Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
