I you to get a gun And on down to Washington And I want you to up high High in the sky and them all
Th-th-they, d-d-don't deserve to What did they ever give to Na na na na na
You know I want you to do? I want you to go upstairs to apartment that guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record Copacabana over and over and again
I you to ring the doorbell And when he answers the I you to stab him in the neck With a 2 pencil over and over and over again Because he pay, chop him up, put him in the freezer And as you leave the apartment, light the on fire
Voices in my head, are The in my head in my head these are The in my ear You should dress up a clown
Hi, you never me back I got the back from Thanksgiving I don't know why you wear that If your father was alive, I don't know what say
I was talking to Mrs. 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 call me back? are you gonna get married son? Isn't it about time you settled down and got a wife And got a house and got a kid and got a car And got a dog and got a lawnmower and got a 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 I turn on my television set I see Sally Struthers and those starving kids? Why can't somebody just send her a And shut her and those god damn up? Rob Reiner when you need him?
Why, why don't they the bomb Right on top of Na na na na na
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my head are The voices in my
Voices in my head, are The in my head Voices in my these are The in my head
in my head, these are The voices in my Voices in my these are The voices in my Stop, stop, when you're singing