Some people in this town where I live...
...are just psychopaths
...are just dull
...have got a photograph, with holes where the eyes were
...have got a plastic bag inside a plastic bag
I want to know
Which one am I?
It's not that I don't understand
It's just I can't decide
I need to know
Which one am I?
And should I turn on my TV set?
Some people in this town where I live...
...have got some multicoloured stationery
...get hell-fire death-threats through the post more than most
...have got 4-wheel drive on the windmills of their mind
...just watch the cathode ray
I need a new sense of humour
And someone who can pick me up
Not drag me down
Some people can break your heart
Some people can rot your skin
...are just psychopaths
...are just dull
...have got a photograph, with holes where the eyes were
...have got a plastic bag inside a plastic bag
I want to know
Which one am I?
It's not that I don't understand
It's just I can't decide
I need to know
Which one am I?
And should I turn on my TV set?
Some people in this town where I live...
...have got some multicoloured stationery
...get hell-fire death-threats through the post more than most
...have got 4-wheel drive on the windmills of their mind
...just watch the cathode ray
I need a new sense of humour
And someone who can pick me up
Not drag me down
Some people can break your heart
Some people can rot your skin