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 Every Give To You? Na Na Na Na Na



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 Pay!

Chop Him Up And Put Him In The Freezer And As You Leave The Apartment,

Light The Place On Fire!



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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



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 Got

A Kid, And Got A Car, And Got A Dog And Got A Lawnmowerk, And Got A Nice

Picket Fence...



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The Voice In My Head-



Why, Why Is It Every Time

I Gotta Wait On Fuckin' Line?



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 Kids 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



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