Don't be afraid, when we're knocking at your door
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Don't need to ask, what the irons may be for
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Why do you hesitate, come on and don't be late
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We'll be no longer patient
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You really got the choice, just between chains or toys
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So be a pleasant patient--now
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Aunts and uncles dressed in white
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They all like to wish you
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Welcome--Welcome to Bedlam
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Make yourself at home, you're at home
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Nice how the grated moon shines in your padded room
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The outer world's so malice
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Drugs will improve your dreams, laughter will drown your screams
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You got a serious illness--now
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Hot injections in your veins
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We insure that you are
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Welcome--Welcome to Bedlam
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Everyone wants your best, lie down and take a rest
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Forget the pain and sorrow
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Everyone wants your best, all your kin do attest
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Your mind is full of shadows--now
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Mental disease, insanity
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We all like to wish you
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Welcome--Welcome to Bedlam . . .
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Welcome To Bedlam
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| Stormwitch |
