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19th Nervous Breakdown Lyrics

You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal dull affairs
Standing out in a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs
It seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years
And though you try you just can't hide, your eyes are etched with tears
You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes

When you were a child you were treated kind, but never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys, but still you cried all night
Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax
And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax
You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes, here it comes
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

Oh, who's to blame
This world's gone insane
Nothing I do don't seem to work
It only seems to make matters worse for me
You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind
And after that you turned your back on treating people kind
On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind
But after a while I realized you were disarranging mine
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