your parents think im crazy say that i am outta control
they say i dont look normal i dont do what i am told
society they would wipe the stupid grin right off my face
now my arms are tied behind my back and my minds in outer space
in the hospitalthorazine for breakfast and ridalin for lunch
i sit inside the day room and i watch the brady bunch
my life was oh so normal making baskets and pottery
till the lunatic three doors down drank a bottle of listerine
in the hospital