MENTAL MIDGET

Mental Midget
Lyrics by Zeph Daniel
(c) Copyright Carova Media

See the mighty triangle prison
Look at them run after it

Willing slaves
Whore of Babylon

Now they’re good for nothing
Now they’re good for nothing
They have no ability to discern it

Tune out
Turn off
Tune out
and turn off

Tune out
Turn off
Tune in turn on
Tune out
Tune out
Drop out
Goodbye
Drop out
Drop out
Drop out

Pop goes the weasel

Smoky room
Stockings a run
Cigarette draping from her bloody mouth

And I know I would not have this site if I kept hold of my mind

And what did you think was going to happen
if you lost all control?

You know, shit for brains….

Now you know what I’ve been going through.