Lyrics
I've took the cosh,
The chemical cosh,
Blacked out on dreams of promazine,
The lights are on, but there's no one home
I'm sitting here all alone,
Spittle hangs from my open mouth
Dripping down my chin
A can of beer has dropped from my hand
soaking through my jeans
I'm an insane lunatic
My doctor thinks I'm ill
For the saftey of myself
She provides me with these pills
When we are forced to live so unnaturally,
Its no wonder there are so many casulties
Instead of trying to change what is so wrong
They fill you up with pills and say "run along",
Dealing with the symptoms but never the cause,
The cattle are ill we can't milk them no more
Maybe the only sanity is the insane,
I'm sick and tired of being told there is something wrong with my brain
My brain, My brain, My brain, my brain
You say there's something wrong my brain
My brain, My brain, My brain, my brain
You say there's something wrong my brain
