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