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.