Voices inside my head are making me go mad 
Now I'm afraid to sleep from nightmares that I've had 
I feel I'm on the edge, I need some kind of cure 
Now I've gone and killed someone, I'm mentally disturbed! 
 [bad word]  
They can't keep me locked away 
My psychiatrist says I'm ok 
They think that they've got me trained 
But I know I'm really deranged! 

Arrested for murder, my [bad word] to trial 
Prosecution's accusing me of things sick and vile 
I admit I'm guilty, but plead insanity 
Six months at Bellevue, then I'm walking free 

[repeat [bad word]  

[solo- Gary] 
[solo- Rick] 

They want to calm me so they feed me thorazine 
It doesn't make me calmer, it only makes me mean 
Now they let me loose, back in society 
With some psychiatric help and a lobotomy 
But I've got them fooled, I'm playing at their game 
I'm more psycho than before, I don't even know my name 
I know they should have killed me when they had the chance 
But the system let me off with a little song and dance!