I want you to get a gun
And head on down to washington.
I want you to climb up high
High in the sky and shoot them all.
Th-th-they don't deserve to live.
What did they ever give to you?
Na na na na na

Spoken:
You know what i want you to do
I want you to go upstairs to that apartment
Where that guy keeps playing that barry manilow record
Copacabana over and over and over again.
I want you to ring the doorbell,
And when he answers the door,
I want you to stab him in the neck
With a number 2 pencil over and over and over again because
He must paaaaayyyyy!
Chop him up and put him in the freezer
And as you leave the apartment
Light the place on fire!

Voices in my head, these are the
Voices in my head, voices in my head
These are the voices in my head

You should dress up like a clown
Bark bark howl

Spoken:
Hi you never called me back.
I got the pictures back from thanksgiving,
I don't know why you wear that earring
If your father was alive i don't know what he'd say.
I was talking to mrs. corelli yesterday.
You know bobby corelli who was in your grade?
He got promoted again in his law firm.
He's making 175,000 a year now.
Are you on drugs?
Why don't you ever call me back?
When are you gonna get married son?
Isn't it about time you settled down
And got yourself a wife
And got yourself a house
And a kid,
And got a car,
And got a dog,
And got a lawnmower,
And got a nice picket fence....

Voices in my head, these are the
Voices in my head, voices in my head
These are the voices in my head

(the voices in my head)
Why, why is it every time i gotta
Wait in fuckin' (friggen) line?

Spoken:
Why is it every time i turn on my television set
I gotta see sally struthers and those starving kids?
Why can't somebody just send her a check
And shut her and those god damn kips up?
Jesus fucking christ! (where's rob reiner when you need him?)

Why, why don't they drop the bomb
Right on top of everyone?
Na na na na na

Voices in my head, these are the
Voices in my head, voices in my head
These are the voices in my head