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.