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