The devil he's a livin' in my toaster
Cooking pop tarts on the fires of hell
Jesus watches through my black light poster
Tells me not to worry all is
Swell as Wally and the Beaver knawing on my brain
Cooking pop tarts on the fires of hell
Jesus watches through my black light poster
Tells me not to worry all is
Swell as Wally and the Beaver knawing on my brain
Siren are whining- Monkeys are flying
Walls are all closing in my mind
Mirrors are screaming- Walk on the ceiling
Oh what a feeling in my mind
Flying too fast- We're all gonna crash
Another day and all is fine
Welcome to my mind
Hare Krishna standing on my doorstep
Thinks I can't see through his thin disguise
Tamborines a beating and a bald head
Won't get him in to lead me to the
Light is on but no one's home
Alone's a nervous grind
Come back some other time
Siren are whining- Monkeys are flying
Walls are all closing in my mind
Mirrors are screaming- Walk on the ceiling
Oh what a feeling in my mind
Flying too fast- We're all gonna crash
Another day and all is fine
Welcome to my mind
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