I WILL COME BACK (TO THE NUTHOUSE TOMORROW)
You say that I'm drunken man
But I don't drink, I'm eating Prozac
You say
that I'm living on madness
It's all right, I'm doing fine
And I don't care the things I do
I'm walking naked around you
I'm not
sorry for the things I do
I will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow
Oh, yeah! I say! I will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow
I
will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow
I will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow
Spring is here and I'm going to an after
Too
schizoid and too fast
It crushed your car, but I'm not afraid
Sanatorium, it's my way
And I don't care the things I do
I'm walking
naked around you
I'm not sorry the things I do
I will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow
Oh, yeah! I say! I will come back to the nuthouse
tomorrow
I will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow
I will come back to the nuthouse tomorrow