buy, you're gonna make yourself feel better Try yeah try, you're gonna make yourself feel ruthless More yeah more, you're gonna make yourself feel sane
it burns so painful turn around and burn me painful no light can release my pain not a young god I spit in the eyes of the marching sane and in the
s my oppurtunity to feel brave 'Cos it takes a fool to remain sane Oh, it takes a fool to remain sane Oh, it takes a fool to remain sane Oh, in
far) Just a word out of place, he's sent to his room Don't tell them you're sane They'll laugh and put you to sleep Don't tell them you're sane, but
{[inaudible] You aaa Take turn take turn take turn [inaudible]} Periodic tableware Psychotropic science fair But who will, save the sane Some beings
skinned him to the bone He saw the liberia and liked to say I'd make it on my own My way home You keep me sane You keep me sane Save enough or suffer
He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the national people's gang
Let me put my arms around your head Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh, babe, it'll be alright Pour me out
She'll come, she'll go She'll lay belief on you Skin sweet with musky odor The lady from another grinning soul Cologne she'll wear Silver and Americard
Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place, near you So tired, it's the sky that makes
door All you kings and martyrs All the little girls and boys Will thank you when you start us Safely on the way to be Citizen Sane Hooray to be Citizen Sane
me occupied cm And all the knowledge I crave is waiting there in my grave So it seems - jump or be sane Jump or be sane Jump or be sane Jump or be sane Jump or be sane
I can't come down It's gone too far Oh, I can't come down It makes no sense Just wasted words Oh, I can't come down I've tried to come to terms with it
my strings, manipulation begins Sane me Sane me Sane me Sane me I'm the way, I'm the truth Gather with me, I'm your future guide Sane me Sane me
s no comfort in the thought of Watching acolytes of doubt try hard to fight Their problems out Excess profit has the clout to spread the message: "We are sane
(Geoff Mann) i) te dium ii) we are sane iii) dictator's excuse me i) In upstairs rooms The meals are eaten The cars in the garage ready to go-go Disco