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When the spinnin’ stops

I try to jump back on

but I can’t seem to

keep my attitude

See a little bit of this

think a little bit of that

need a little bit of reason

for why I can’t tell

fantasy from fact

Am I really crazy ?

Am I really insane ?

Maybe it’s the communists

the cops or the evangelists

who’re sneakin’ round

and fuckin’ with my brain

Wish I was

DEAD

Instead of crazy

dial the number

Instead of crazy

dial the number

pull my string and

make me run for cover

There’s a strangler

in my closet

There’s a rapist

in my bed.

still I can’t seem to

make my getaway

RATS as big as dogs

In my bathtub

drinkin’ all my gin

with my girlfriend

house burns to the ground

around my head

Am I really crazy ?

Have I really lost my mind ?

Tried to flee the country

but my fucked-up little world

came and found me

nowhere on this planet

I can hide

Wish I was dead

Same Deal

There’s a ringin’ in my ear

that’s gonna split

my skull in two

But I can’t run because

my feet are chained

Morphine, demoral

perkadan, alcohol

I don’t wanna

be alone to face ‘em all

thousand pounds of bricks

down on my brain

Am I really crazy ?

Have I really gone completely mad ?

Paranoid schizo

delusionary puppet show

try to figure out

just what I think I know

no idea who the fuck I am

Wish I was dead

Same Deal