Faith, you’re driving me away
You do it everyday
You don’t mean it but
It hurts like hell
My brain says I’m receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

We’re too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can’t you tell?
We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon

Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We’ll just hum
This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon

And if you’re frightened, you can be frightened
You can be, it’s okay
And if you’re frightened, you can be frightened
You can be, it’s okay

The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon

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