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Paroles: Therapy?. Dance.

Tighten up!

Fuck you man, if you don't feel alright
Fuck you man, if you don't feel OK

'Cos I'm wired to the moon, stapled to the sky
Happy as I am, and I don't know why
Wired to the moon, stapled to the sky
Happy as I am, and I don't ask why

Don't you worry, don't you ever make me feel worthless
Don't you ever, don't you ever wake up alone

'Cos I'm wired to the moon, stapled to the sky
Happy as I am, and I don't know why
Wired to the moon, stapled to the sky
Happy as I am, and I don't ask why

Yeah, yeah, welcome to my place
Yeah, yeah, welcome home
Yeah, welcome to Fuckland

I clench the lightbulb, clench the lightbulb between my teeth
Mister, I really hope you're on, really hope you're on the same buzz as me

'Cos I'm wired to the moon, stapled to the sky
Happy as I am, and I don't know why
Wired to the moon, stapled to the sky
Happy as I am, and I never ask why

Yeah, yeah, welcome to my place
Yeah, yeah, welcome home
Yeah, welcome to Fuckland

Yeah, yeah, welcome to my place
Yeah, yeah, welcome home
Yeah, welcome to Fuckland

Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
Welcome to Fuckland